“Nice concept.-What is?-Retreating. Getting away from the grind.-Oh, you never do. You just change gears.”
“The dark war consciousness and pride have seized upon the weak, with great cynicisms and glib, soulless intellects, that grind away like robotic gears at what they despise and can never understand.”
“You didn't wake up, your dreams just changed gear.”
“Oh, my friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts. It's what you do with what you have left.”
“There's a problem with wounded birds. Either they fly away from you one day, or else they never get better. They stay hurt no matter what you do”
“Do you ever get tired of being such a witch?" Vol asks, holding open the door."Oh, no. Never." She smiles. "You have to admit, it's so much more interesting than being nice.”