“All our words from loose using have lost their edge.”
“Works for me. For the ones we love, today we’re allies. Tomorrow we resume our natural order of mortal enemies. Gentlemen, and I use that term loosely for all of us, have we an accord? (Acheron)”
“Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?”
“...they come to us, these restless dead,Shrouds woven from the words of men,With trumpets sounding overhead(The walls of hope have grown so thinAnd all our vaunted innocenceHas withered in this endless frost)That promise little recompenseFor all we risk, for all we've lost...”
“all we have is our deep and abiding love for each other. We can't loose that or we loose ourselves. If we don't help each other,who will?”
“Character is what you have when you've lost everything you can loose.”