Fight if you wish. Deny what is before you if it comforts you. But nothing you do can change your fate. - Christopher Paolini

For her, choices were simple; either there was an action she could take to improve the situation, in which case she took it, or there was not, and everything else said on the subject was so much meaningless noise.

"Kira fixed Trig with a look. "Hey. What do you call a really smart newt?"
He grinned. "What?"
"Newton, of course."
"Permission to jettison both of them as punishment, Captain?" said Nielsen."

Who is it who decides that one man should live and another should die? My life wasn't worth any more than his, but he's the one who's buried, while I get to enjoy at least a few more hours above the ground. Is it chance, random and cruel, or is there some purpose or pattern to all this, even if it lies beyond our ken?