[W]hat makes patriotic and religious fanatics such dangerous opponents is not the deaths of the fanatics themselves, but their willingness to accept the deaths of a fraction of their number in order to annihilate or crush their infidel enemy.
She’s realized the real problem with stories — if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.
All my pains has always increased my sense of purpose.
You, why are you so afraid of war and slaughter? Even if all the rest of us drop and die around you, grappling for the ships, you’d run no risk of death: you lack the heart to last it out in combat-coward!
You are a hole in my life, a black hole. Anything I place there cannot be returned. I miss you terribly. Ci vedremo lassu, angelo.
Death makes life precious. Without it nothing would mean anything. Imagine a society without death
Each day death corrodes what we call living, and life ceaselessly swallows our desire for the void.
That is – your friend?”
“Philtatos,” Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.
Borders are scratched across the hearts of men, by strangers with a calm, judicial pen, and when the borders bleed we watch with dread the lines of ink along the map turn red.
No, I am not all right, I want to say. Have you been to my house? Have you seen how empty it is?