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

You have to learn to love the small things in life, like a hot bath. You have to love the small things, when you have nothing else

History is littered with dead good men

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

There are few men with more blood on their hands than me. None, that I know of. The Bloody-Nine they call me, my enemies, and there’s a lot of ’em. Always more enemies, and fewer friends. Blood gets you nothing but more blood. It follows me now, always, like my shadow, and like my shadow I can never be free of it. I should never be free of it. I’ve earned it. I’ve deserved it. I’ve sought it out. Such is my punishment.

'The Blade Itself' was my first book. Probably I should've tried a few short stories first, but for some reason I decided to begin with Everest.

You don’t pick your family, you take what you’re given and you make the best of it.