Battle is not a simulation. It’s blood and screams and funerals.
A fancy vocabulary doesn’t mean you’re scary. It means you have a thesaurus.
The only way to defeat fear is to tell it: No.
Now does matter. What happened before no longer exists. What will happen next has not yet been written. We have only now. That is our greatest advantage. What we do now, here, in this moment, has the power to determine the future.
All of this reliance on computerized threat analysis bothers me. In my universe, the artificial intelligence took orders from me, not the other way around.
Words define who we are. Officer. Orphan. Widower. Shipmate. But there is no word for the unique agony of uncertainty.
Wherever our mission takes us, we’ll try to have a little fun along the way, too, huh? Make a little noise. Ruffle a few feathers.[to Michael]
When a civilization acts in opposition to its instincts, it may be under the influence of something, or someone, new.
What you call pain, I call foreplay.[about Zareh]
What greater source of peace exists than our ability to love our enemy?[to Michael]
We choose our own pain. Mine helps me remember.
We all come from somewhere. We carry that place with us wherever we go. That never leaves our hearts. Not entirely.
