As a writer, you have to first of all write what you want to. Listen to advice, by all means, but don't get bogged down in it.

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?

History is littered with dead good men

Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably mean they were better for them, because they were young, and had all their hopes intact. The world is bound to look a darker place as you slide into the grave.

People love to see death. It reminds them that however mean, however low, however horrible their lives become… at least they have one.

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

Rules are for children. This is war, and in war the only crime is to lose.