He was a man who would never ask for sympathy. He was a man who sought only to do what was right. Such people appear in the world, every world, now and then, like a single refrain of some blessed song, a fragment caught on the spur of an otherwise raging cacophony. Imagine a world without such souls. Yes, it should have been harder to do.

Children were meant to be gifts. The physical manifestation of love between a man and a woman. And for that love all manner of sacrifice could be borne.

No purer artist exists or has ever existed than a child freed to imagine.

All they get around here is stories. Stories don't make you bleed. Stories don't make you go hungry, don't give you sore feet. When you're young smelling of pigshit and convinced there ain't a weapon in all the damn world that's going to hurt you, all stories do is make you want to be part of them.

First in , Last out. Motto of the bridgeburners

When you've burned the bridges behind you, don't go starting a fire on the one in front of you.

It is an extraordinary act of courage,' said Tulas Shorn, 'to come to know a stranger's pain.