Sometimes it's good to leave the past in the past.

Right and wrong can be like bloody snakes: so tangled up that you can't tell which is which until you've shot 'em both, and then it's too late.

Scars are just another kind of memory.

It is a luxury to do something that serves no practical purpose: the luxury of civilization.

History is that which is agreed upon by mutual consent.

There are times when the ocean is not the ocean - not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: fierceness on a scale only gods can summon.

Years bleach away the sense of things until all that's left is a bone-white past, stripped of feeling and significance.