A man is only ever as strong as the people around him: The community he serves and the family he is sworn to protect. Whatever strength he has, he draws from them. And for them, he must be prepared to give everything. His life for his blood, or else everything he has done, has been for nothing. He is nothing.
The trouble with humans, Joe, is that we’re weak. A man sees a pretty face, he wants her. It’s natural. It’s animal.
We’ve seen things, you and me. Other worlds. Other lives. We have that in common. It’s unbearable. To be able to look through that door and glimpse all the people you could have been. And to know that out of all of them, this is the one you became.[to Juliana]
I’ve seen it before. I know how it ends. And even if you don’t die, you’re gonna come back, you’re not gonna be the same. It’s all bulls***. It’s a f***ing lie. Medals, flags, anthems. Pledges of allegiance. Freedom. I look around me, I don’t see freedom. I don’t see order. I just see chaos. I don’t see anything worth giving my son’s life for.[to Thomas]
You want to be a hero? You want to have your face painted on a mural? Maybe have a school named after you? You’d still be dead.[to Thomas]