“In the midst of the battle between rebellion and surrender Bantry was suddenly uncertain what Flynn was starved for. The sensuality of a man’s kiss? Or the rich, iron taste of blood?”

“Visually Agincourt is a pre-Raphaelite, perhaps better a Medici Gallery print battle - a composition of strong verticals and horizontals and a conflict of rich dark reds and Lincoln greens against fishscale greys and arctic blues.”

“For our purpose, however, what the soldiers did or did not read is irrelevant. For, if soldiers did not learn to fight their battles from reading books, neither is it likely that military historians learned to write their books from watching battles. Battles are extremely confusing; and confronted with the need to make sense of something he does not understand, even the cleverest, indeed preeminently the cleverest man, realizing his need for a language and metaphor he does not possess, will turn to look at what someone else has already made of a similar set of events as a guide for his own pen.”

“Always remember that hatred and love are equally consuming passions, and that in affairs of the heart there is a fine line between the two.”

“Perhatian-perhatian kecil yang keluar dari hati tetap dapat menyentuh hati. Tidak melulu diperlukan hal besar untuk menyentuhnya.”

“Segala sesuatu punya prosesnya sendiri. Ada waktunya sendiri. Dan di waktu tertentu kata2 juga tetap punya momen 'kosong'-nya. Jadi biar aku isi kekosongan itu dengan berjuta peluk dan cium.”

“I am in a spot where I can neither be what I always am nor turn into what I could be.”