It wasn’t that Nell was weak. It was that the world was dangerous.

The war dragged on, as wars tend to do.

Pick a side? You done picked the wrong side.

The ground had opened up and spit out hell, Nell thought, and the detritus was Shiloh.

Why must duty require me to break my own heart?

Never give up. Never stop being creative in finding ways to get exposure. Also, prepared anytime and all the time. You never know who you will run into.

I did deranged quite well, when the occasion called for it.

Systems are to be appreciated by their general effects, and not by particular exceptions.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

Apparently, I'm very good at firing a gun without blinking, which is unusual. That's why so many action characters have to wear sunglasses during shoot-out scenes. That's my party trick.

I was used to playing misled youth, rough-and-tumble guys. It was nice to get back to a big-hearted, warm and gentle soul, a guy who is destined for something a lot larger than he ever expected

The insides of our own minds are the scariest things there are.

I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore

Discipline is the virtue that begins in obedience and flowers in self-control.