Men fall from the sky and gods hurl thunderbolts. Innocents die. That’s how it starts. The fever, the rage, the feeling of powerlessness that turns good men… cruel.
My children, this is the day for which you were born. You will face an army of men who have never lost a war. Men who have forgotten what it means to be afraid. We will bring fear once again to Show White’s army.
Bringing desperate men in alive, is a good way to get yourself dead.
The world will know that free men stood against a tyrant, that few stood against many, and before this battle was over, even a god-king can bleed.
Men cannot fear what they cannot see.
I wish I could do it myself, but dead men tell no tales.
I spent my life trying not to be careless. Women and children can be careless, but not men.
You’re not brave. Men are brave.
Yeah, Warren, that’s the problem with old men. You can kick ’em down the stairs, and say it’s an accident, but you can’t just shoot ’em.
The men who crave power are best fitted to acquire it and least fitted to exercise it.
Most men, they’ll tell you a story straight through. It won’t be complicated, but it won’t be interesting, either.
Men do not fear swords, they fear monsters.
