The problems I had existed before I did, and I discovered them.

I know a little of living and a little of dying. I know how to survive, i have mastered it as a soldier gains mastery of his weapons. Yet i prefer dying, for in dying...

The man was potent to her system, her very own drug.

No time to spare: the expression assumed its full significance, as so many expressions do in wartime.

A soldier is a killer painted hero.

I knew then I was going to die in the street without ever seeing Holly again. All because I tried to help an old woman, proving for all eternity that no good deed goes unpunished.

Everyone’s a knucklehead at one point or another.

Handing me a pen is like handy a madman a knife…at the end of it you know you’ll end up with a lot of broken bones, blood, and bodies – but it’ll be one hell...

You must be a light unto yourself.

The sound of him drinking was indescribable—like dirty runoff down a storm drain.

Sal turned, an eye stalk hanging from his teeth.

What makes a Malazan soldier so dangerous? They’re allowed to think.

It was an inflexible maxim of Roman discipline that good soldier should dread his own officers far more than the enemy

He’s like a hero come back from thewar, a poor maimed bastard living out the reality of his dreams.Wherever he sits himself the chair collapses; whatever door heenters the room is empty: whatever he puts...

My soldier weapon is the weapon of truth.

Drive. He’s already dead.

Soldier’s fashion accessory is his weapon just like a jewelry for women.

I put my hands behind my head and lay on my back, trying to hold on to the memories of my family. Their faces seemed to be far off somewhere in my mind, and to...

You can’t get the blood out.

His eyes were like two wafers of slate, grey and lifeless.

To a man, professional soldiers despised terrorists, and each would dream about getting them in an even-up-battle; the idea of the Field of Honor had never died for the real professionals. It was the place...

a soldier lives always for the next battle, because he knows that before it arrives impossible changes can occur in his favor.

War can condition a person to be resilient, tolerant, dependable, strong, and capable of so much more than one who had experienced nothing of it; it can bring out the very best in us, but...

Smiling, he handed Landry the bloody aluminum bat Warnick had used. ‘Time to die, old man,’ he said.

History is reticent about women who were common soldiers, who bore arms, belonged to regiments, and took part in battles on the same terms as men, though hardly a war has been waged without women...

You always fashioned yourself as the Empire’s harshest Fist, didn’t you, Korbolo Dom? As if cruelty’s a virtue…

To be heroic is to be courageous enough to die for something; to be inspirational is to be crazy enough to live a little.

No soldier outlives a thousand chances. But every soldier believes in Chance and trusts his luck.

Max?’ he asked.’Yeah?”…What are you doing?”Shooting people.

Did you ever think it won’t be the undead who kill us, but ordinary people?

I lay in my bed night after night staring at the ceiling and thinking, Why have I survived the war? Why was I the last person in my immediate family to be alive? I didn’t...

What happened next? I retain nothing from those terrible minutes except indistinct memories which flash into my mind with sudden brutality, like apparitions, among bursts and scenes and visions that are scarcely imaginable. It is...

What I learned in this tragedy was the eternal lesson of good people going bad.

Her voice was small and distant, like she’d already left the room.

When in doubt – make’em laugh.

honor” is a monument to the ashes of all those little pieces of themselves that they never got back.

Every soldier should learn survival on land, sea, and in the air.

When I lifted up the skin, a fat kidney worm dripping with gore raised its bald, blind head and glared at me.

We were soldiers, but even before we were showed how to kill our enemies, they taught us how to kill ourselves.

In my early years, my father was away as a soldier in the war. When he came back, work was very difficult to come by. Even though he was a highly skilled man, a maker...

Sometimes when dogs greeted a returning soldier, they’d go over the edge. They would have to take a few moments to run crazily in circles around the human, or around a room or a yard....

But you can’t put fight into a man’s guts if hehasn’t any fight in him. There are some of us so cowardly that youcan’t ever make heroes of us, not even if you frighten us...

Everything starts and finishes with the soldier.

If you’d saved the girl, you’d be a hero. Next time.

poor boy! I never knew you, Yet I think I could not refuse this moment to die for you, if that would save you

My squad was my family, my gun was my provider and protector, and my rule was to kill or be killed. The extent of my thoughts didn’t go much beyond that. We had been fighting...

I had often thought that if I managed to live through the war I wouldn’t expect too much of life. How could one resent disappointment in love if life itself was continuously in doubt? Since...

We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us. That’s it.

For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.

Sullivan had her Crucifix Soldier and now I have mine. No. I am the soldier. Teacup is the cross.