The troopers had not been fighting for themselves; they knew their lives were over. But they had never stopped. They were fighting for the regiment. - Matthew Stover

Don't care about gods. Gods are irrelevant. What counts is people. What counts is having respect for each other.

And in the name of this gospel of freedom, she had imprisoned herself; in the name of "living life honestly," she would go to her death. It was, he supposed, the only way she could make herself feel special.

He had no idea what he should do now. Without destiny to guide him, he was lost in a vast, whistling darkness. Any direction he might choose was purely abitary; it would make no more sense, offer no more hope, than would sitting still. Which offered neither sense nor hope at all.