“His noise is getting quieter, but I can still see it there still-See how he feels the skin of my hand against his, see how he wants to take it and press it against his mouth, how he wants to breath...”

“And then his noise falls completely silent-And he stops struggling-And looking right into my eyes-He dies.My Todd dies.”

“This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.”

“He is worse than the others, I show. He is worst of all of them.BecauseBecause he knew he was doing wrong. He felt the pain of his actionsBut he did not amend them, shows the Sky.The rest are worth...”

“And what other kind of man would you want leading you into battle? he says, reading my Noise. What other kind of man is suitable for war?A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War m...”

“To say you have no choice is to relieve yourself of responsibility.”

“A true philosopher must never give up.”

“...these sleepless nights, when oddly enough my concentration was high, fueled perhaps by the effort to ignore the all-engrossing threat of bombs and rockets.”

“Never, never, never give in!”