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

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.

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

Those with the least always lose the most in war.

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

A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

It is easy to forget how much you have, when your eyes are always fixed on what you have not.