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.

You said we all want there to be more than this! Well, there's always more than this. There's always something you don't know.

Yer the only friend I got, pigpiss... Ain't that the biggest tragedy you ever heard?

If you ever want to see how small you are in the plan of God, just stand at the edge of an ocean.

We are the choices we make. And have to make. We aren’t anything else.

But, somehow, Wilf knows. Somehow, Wilf always knows.

Ideals, my girl,” she says. “Always easier to believe in than live.” “But if you don't at least try to live them,” Bradley says, “then there's no point in living at all.