You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then - to learn.
T. H. WhiteMordred and Agravaine thought Arthur hypocriticalโas all decent men must be, if you assume that decency canโt exist.
T. H. WhiteWar is like a fire. One man may start it, but it will spread all over. It is not about any one thing in particular.
T. H. White