I was only following orders," the Mayor mocks. "The refuge of scoundrels since the dawn of time.

I was a hugely unchaperoned reader, and I would wander into my local public library and there sat the world, waiting for me to look at it, to find out about it, to discover who I might be inside it.

Dogs don't got the problems of people. Dogs can be happy any old time.

War makes monsters of men, you once said to me Todd. Well, so does too much knowledge. Too much knowledge of your fellow man, too much knowledge of his weakness, his pathetic greed and vanity, and how laughably easy it is to control him.

And then a low and powerful sound rumbles thru the sky, like some giant, deep horn. A sound God would make when he wanted yer attenshun.

It's not how we fall. It's how we get back up again.

To live is to fight, to preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.