I've made peace with myself.Good for you. That's the hardest war of all to win.Didn't say I won. Just stopped fighting.

Every war carries within it the seeds of the next.

The world is all change, my friend. We all would like to go back, but the past is done. We must look forwards. We must change ourselves, however painful it may be, or be left behind.

One cannot grow without pain. One cannot improve without it. Suffering drives us to achieve great things.

Enough pain makes a coward of anyone.

A set of huge marble busts stared smugly down from on high: great merchants and financiers of Styrian history, by the look of them. Criminals made heroes by colossal success.

Are you entirely sure of that knot?' asked Morveer. 'There is no place in the plan for a lengthy drop'.'Twenty-eight strides', said Friendly.'What?''The drop'.A brief pause, 'That is not helpful'.

Men are brittle, I reckon. They don't bend into new shapes. They get broken into them. Crushed into them.

Memories sharp enough to cut himself on - the smells, the sounds, the feel of the air on his skin, the desperate hope and mad anger.

A man can forgive all manner of faults in beautiful women that in ugly men he find entirely beyond sufferance

I apologise, your Highness. Murder can be a painful business.

How nice—to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.

I'll take a redrum with a rellik please.

I view every film as a commitment to undertake a long journey.

I think almost every writer in the world would hope that books would be always talked about with respect and civility and depth and seriousness.

Stories told around the water-cooler as well as statistics confirm that a man's competence is more likely to be presupposed, a woman's questioned.

That summer when she was eighteen, it seemed anything could happen, anything at all.

I just try to win the match by fighting for every point, and running down every ball.

I was the fastest typist in my school, and I had an obsession with spelling and memorizing.

Most variables can show either an upward or downward trend, depending on the base year chosen.

We do not choose the day of our birth nor may we choose the day of our death, yet choice is the sovereign faculty of the mind.