We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it.

Honor is what you know about yourself.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.

Some prices are just too high, no matter how much you may want the prize. The one thing you can't trade for your heart's desire is your heart.

The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.

Miles exhaled carefully, faint with rage and reminded grief. He does not know, he told himself. He cannot know... "Ivan, one of these days somebody is going to pull out a weapon and plug you, and you're going to die in bewilderment, crying, "What did I say? What did I say?" "What did I say?" asked Ivan indignantly.

The good face pain. But the great? They embrace it.