“This was not the state of mind I was accustomed to, at the outset of an expedition. But one does not fight the battles he wishes to fight; he fights the battles that find him. I would do my best to ignore my foul mood and physical discomfort, and plunge ahead as I had planned.”
“Love is a battle" she said smiling, "And I plan on going fighting 'til the end." "Love is a battle? well, I don’t feel at all like fighting," and he left.”
“Love is a battle," said Marie-Claude, still smiling. "And I plan to go on fighting. To the end."Love is a battle?" said Franz. "Well, I don't feel at all like fighting." And he left.”
“Knowing that the battle will not end the way he wishes does not make it any less worthwhile the fight.”
“God's will! my liege, would you and I alone, Without more help, could fight this royal battle!”
“Fighting is in my very bones. I don't have any fancy, noble reason like anger at my fate. I'm just like a gamecock that launches itself into battle after meaningless battle. I like fighting. That's why I can't stop.”