“Know the men who follow you and let them know you. Don't ask your men to die for a stranger.”

“When men die, they die in fear", he said. "They take everything they need from you, and as a doctor it is your job to give it, to comfort them, to hold their hand. But children die how they have been living - in hope. They don't know what's happening, so they expect nothing, they don't ask you to hold their hand - but you end up needing them to hold yours. With children, you're on your own. Do you understand?”

“If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don't want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all.”

“Jaime smiled knowingly. Men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them.”

“There are too many of us, he thought. There are billions of us and that's too many. Nobody knows anyone. Strangers come and violate you. Strangers come and cut your heart out. Strangers come and take your blood. Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life!”

“Let them know men did this.”