All your life spent getting ready for the next thing. I climbed a lot of hills now. I crossed a lot of rivers. Crossed the sea even, left everything I knew and came to Styria. But there I was, waiting for me at the docks when I got off the boat, same man, same life. Next valley ain't no different from this one. No better anyway. Reckon I've learned ... just to stick in the place I'm at. Just to be the man I am.

Armour... is part of a state of mind... in which you admit the possibility... of being hit.

Luck is a woman. She's drawn to those that least deserve her.

Chose? If you believe that I chose any part of the pitiful shadow of a life you see before you, you are very much mistaken. I chose glory and success. The box did not contain what was written on the lid.

Names turned over by time, like the plough turning the soil. Bringing up the new while the old were buried in the mud.

If you want to be a new man you have to stay in new places, and do new things, with people who never knew you before. If you go back to the same old ways, what else can you be but the same old person?

It's hard to stay calm when you're terrified, helpless, alone, at the mercy of men with no mercy at all.