“I thought you already knew everything.” “Knowledge is not the same thing as understanding. I have a profound need to understand. Everything.” - Lois McMaster Bujold

“I’m afraid of power…” Gregor’s voice went low, contemplative.
“You aren’t afraid of power, you’re afraid of hurting people. If you wield that power,” Miles deduced suddenly.
“Huh. Close guess.”
“Not dead-on?”
“I’m afraid I might enjoy it. The hurting.”

A stunning first impression was not the same thing as love at first sight. But surely it was an invitation to consider the matter.

The loonies who sought a glorious death in battle found it very early on. This rapidly cleared the chain of command of the accumulated fools. The survivors were those who learned to fight dirty, and live, and fight another day, and win, and win, and win, and for whom nothing, not comfort, or security, not family or friends or their immortal souls, was more important than winning. Dead men are losers by definition. Survival and victory. They weren’t supermen, or immune to pain. They sweated in confusion and darkness. (And)…they won.