There’s a difference between killing an attacking enemy and watching a wounded one die.
Sitting here, all these years, nursing my offended dignity, writing books of history people prefer to forget. I never asked anything of myself at all. I haven’t been living. I’ve been waiting to die.
Murder is not justice. There is no solace in revenge.
History’s darkest moments can be a tipping point for change.
Even in the darkest circumstances, there is a light. Sometimes only a glimmer. Trust that light. Find a way back. No matter what it takes.
Distance offers no protection from time.
Change always comes later than we think it should.
You’re only ever really as good as those around you. Your crew become a part of you. Complete you. They lift you up to accomplish the things you never could do alone.
What began over 35 years ago ends tonight.
We cannot live in this reality. If we want to save the future, then we have to repair the past.
Time offers many opportunities, but it rarely offers second chances.
There will be a time when you will need to remember that, no matter how bleak or unwinnable a situation, as long as you and your crew remain steadfast in your dedication, one to another, you are never ever without hope.