You would always beat me; not so much because you are a better fighter as because you will not accept defeat.
His anger was as great as mine, but hot where mine was cold.
There are times when thinking about something is the worst possible policy.
We had been friends. We could not become strangers. It left only one thing: we must be enemies.
There is always something to lose. But maybe more to gain.
Morality, for all the conditioning to which the human mind has been and is subjected, is always a personal choice in the last analysis.