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My Benefactor Told Me That My Father And Mother Had Lived And Died Just To Have Me, And That Their Own Parents Had Done The Same For Them. He Said That Warriors Were Different In That They Shift Their Assemblage Points Enough To Realize The Tremendous Price That Has Been Paid For Their Lives. This Shift Gives Them The Respect And Awe That Their Parents Never Felt For Life In General, Or For Being Alive In Particular.

A Man Goes To Knowledge As He Goes To War, Wide Awake, With Fear, With Respect, And With Absolute Assurance.

To Die With Elation Is A Crappy Way Of Dying... A Warrior Dies The Hard Way. His Death Must Struggle To Take Him. A Warrior Does Not Give Himself To It.

The World Is Incomprehensible. We Won't Ever Understand It; We Won't Ever Unravel Its Secrets. Thus We Must Treat The World As It Is: A Sheer Mystery.

A Hunter That Is Worth His Salt Does Not Catch Game Because He Sets His Traps, Or Because He Knows The Hunting Routines Of His Prey, But Because He Himself Has No Routines. This Is His Advantage. He Is Not At All Like The Animals He Is After, Fixed By Heavy Routines And Predictable Quirks; He Is Free, Fluid, Unpredictable