Suppose You Were The Last One Left?

The World Is Quite Ruthless In Selecting Between The Dream And The Reality, Even Where We Will Not.

This Place Aint The Same. It Never Will Be. Maybe We've All Got A Little Crazy. I Guess If Everbody Went Crazy Together Nobody Would Notice, What Do You Think?

Do You Have Any Notion Of How Goddamned Crazy You Are?

There Is No Such Joy In The Tavern As Upon The Road Thereto.

Fear Of An Enemy Can Often Blind Men To Other Hazards, Not Least The Shape Which They Themselves Make In The World.