There’s something brittle in me that will break before it bends.

She'll never love you better than she loves her own children.

Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.

There is something brittle in me that will break before it bends. Perhaps if the [the enemy] had brought a smaller army I might have had the sense to run. But he overdid it.

I've always felt that the placement of a man's testicles is an eloquent argument against intelligent design.

I like mountains, always have done. Big obstinate bits of rock sticking up where they're not wanted and getting in folk's way. Great. Climbing them is a different matter altogether though. I hate that.

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.