They have both loved you with a child’s love, and now a man’s. It is the child’s love that holds you together . . . cemented by the moments you shared with them that they treasure most.

And there, in the midst of blinding orange, yellow, and white flames, our forever begins.

Another thread snaps loose from my heart, the pain precise and acute. I embrace it, because it reminds me I'm still here. I'm alive. I'm empowered.

We have regiments as innumerable as the sands...And arsenals as uncountable as the stars.

When he opens his mouth to speak, I place a finger on his

He spins us both, wrapping us in his wings until I’m dazed and gig

Salty tears stream down my face—coating my lips as I mutter senseless apologies for so many things. So many irreversible things.Morpheus peels the vines off and lifts me, cradling me to his chest.

...Thought lengths it, pulls an invisible world through a needle's eye one detail at a time, ...

I can so clearly distinguish between the criminal and his crime

Sometimes you had to make the animals perform.

My love for those I love -- not many -- not very many, but don't I love them so?

The professional soldier gains more and more power as the general courage of a community declines.

Indeed, through fundamental advances in bionics in this century, we will set the technological foundation for an enhanced human experience, and we will end disability.

On becoming soldiers we have not ceased to be citizens.

There is no book so poor that it would not be a prodigy if wholly made by a single man.

I've entered the world of wine without any professional training, but a definite appetite for good bottles.

Be conscious first of thyself within, then think and act.