You are keeping the possibility [of peace] open. No wise leader would do anything less
You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.
We can save the world," I say, trying to smile. "You and me.
War is like a monster," he says, almost to himself. "War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows and grows." He's looking at me now. "And otherwise normal men become monsters, too.
Without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.
Viola? Keep calling for me– And I’ll keep searching for you– And I’ll find you– You bet yer life on it– I’ll find you– Keep calling for me, Viola– Cuz here I come.