In war, people die. If it’s not you, it’s the guy next to you.
I’m supposed to be going towards someone, but instead, I’m running from someone else.
I am not here to threaten you. I’m here to kill you.
Conflict is such an unpleasant affair.
All is fair in love and war, but some battles leave no victor, only a trail of broken hearts that makes us wonder if the price we pay is ever worth the fight.
You and I, this… we aren’t done.[to Johnny]
Why speak of conflict, when cooperation can make us all rich?
Whoever comes between the Dragon and the Dark One will die.
We do f***ed up things to each other. And we hurt each other, and it gets messy, but that’s just us, in any world you’re in.[to Whiterose]
The fundamental fault of man is to think the enemy is external, not internal.
Stop! You’re gonna make me do things I don’t wanna do.[to Tracy]
Sometimes, despite everything, peace breaks out. People get tired of fighting, and pain, and death, and are willing to start all over again.
