I'd storm heaven for you, if I knew where it was.

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.

Guard your honor. Let your reputation fall where it will. And outlive the bastards.

Real destiny takes everything-the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure-and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A thousand-fold! But you can't give halves. You have to give it all. I know. I swear. I've come back from the dead to speak the truth to you. Real destiny gives you a mountain of life, and puts you on top of it.

Anything worth achieving is worth overachieving.

You try to give away what you want yourself.

One foot in front of the other, wasn't that the grownup way of solving problems? Surely he ought to be a grownup at his age.