War was easier than daughters.
War tears lovers asunder. Love and war may sit on opposite sides of a coin, but only so they may never meet.
War tastes bitter, no matter the outcome.
War isn’t about whether you think you can win, its about being willing to die for something you believe is worth dying for.
War is the wrong place for good men.
War is pointless. It never ends.
War is how a man takes his wealth, Earl Ragnar, it is the land and trade that makes it. And for the land and trade to flourish, there must be peace.
War is about making hard choices.
War doesn’t end on the battlefield. It ends at the negotiating table, or it doesn’t end at all.
War changes people. Sometimes they see things they can’t unsee. Come home to find home’s not there anymore. It changed. Or maybe they did.
War as spectator sport. We are emperors of Rome, Andrew. Blood and steel, the only elements that ever meant anything.
This isn’t a war we can win. We resist by surviving.[to Bram]
