What’s the difference? Fill a hundred pits with dead Northmen, congratulations, have a parade! Kill one man in the same uniform as you? A crime. A murder. Worse than despicable. Are we not all men? All blood and bone and dreams?

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.

Good steel bends, but never breaks. Good steel stays always sharp and ready. Good steel feels no pain, no pity, and above all, no remorse

I got into reading a lot of noir and a lot of thrillers as well, and I really admired the plotting about those and the way that they can surprise you. And obviously to surprise people and to have twists in the tale, you have to plan quite carefully.

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

Love is a fine cushion to rest upon, but only hate can make you a better person.

Sometimes it doesn't matter too much what choice you make, as long as you make it quick and stick to it.