Here I am.
Here we are.
Here we go.
Here is all that matters.
Through Hell or high water."
"It'll probably be both.
There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one.
Patrick NessAnd 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 makes monsters of men.
“Wrong,” says the Mayor. “It’s war that makes us men in the first place. Until there’s war, we are only children.”
Another blast of the horn comes roaring down at us, so loud it nearly takes our heads off and it puts the army off its stride for a second or two.
We look up the road to the bottom of the hill. We see Spackle torches gathering there to meet us.
“Ready to grow up, Todd?” the Mayor asks.
Mots clés growing-up war
He is worse than the others, I show. He is worst of all of them.
Because–
Because he knew he was doing wrong. He felt the pain of his actions–
But he did not amend them, shows the Sky.
The rest are worth as much as their pack animals, I show, but worst is the one who knows better and does nothing.
Mots clés choices
Mistress Coyle agreed, and Simone set to work, planning the whole thing with the absolute focus on capturing a
Spackle and sending it back with a message of peace.
Which seems strange after we’ve killed so many of them to do it, but it’s been obvious since the beginning that wars make
no sense. You kill people to tell them you want to stop killing them.
What a sad thing men are. Can’t do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can’t build something up without tearing it
down.
Mots clés nature-of-man messing-up
If you ever want to see how small you are in the plan of God, just stand at the edge of an ocean
Patrick NessMots clés the-ask-and-the-answer
Why can't we learn to live with how we are? And whatever anybody chooses is okay by the rest of us?
Patrick NessIt's not that you should never love something so much it can control you. It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled.
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