There are two kinds of pain: the sort of pain that makes you strong, or useless pain. The sort of pain that’s only suffering. I have no patience for useless things.
It’s so refreshing to work with someone who will throw a saddle on a gift horse rather than look it in the mouth.
For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy. There is but one rule: hunt or be hunted.
We honor the dead for giving us the world we inherited. However, we must recognize we are doomed if we allow the dead to govern us.