Nothing powers hate better than embarrassment.
Every man heals himself.
What is needed is never to be had without price.
Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall.
Why is it we are always the targets of the angry Fates? Twice as many men of ours met harm as did theirs, since we've come here.
I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.