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One must either sacrifice for great accomplishment or sacrifice great accomplishment.
“Dreams do … not come true,” Picket whispered back. “Inspiring,” Emma said flatly. “That’s going in my book of Shuffler’s Collected Wisdom. I’m going to write it after the war—really show Heather who’s the true scribe.”
“Come, ye fine does, and look upon me, I’m big as a mountain, but dumb as a tree … I dance like a madman, just about to sneeze, So come, ye fine does, and look upon me.”
But we must think of them not only as they have been but as what they might become.”
“It’s always hard to forgive, but it’s never not worth it.”
Mind the heart and mind, mine students, and mend the body better.”
“There is a bigger world we fit inside, and we can’t say yes to our love right here without saying no to that world. I can’t. I know you can’t either, or you wouldn’t be the one I love so much.”
“Lesson one,” Picket said, extending a hand to the crumpled buck. “Everything’s a weapon.”
“It’s ‘my place beside you,’ not ‘my place blocking your view.’”
“Come on! Follow me into this last fight, my friends, and let’s together forge a brotherhood of blood that will outlive this battle and stay with us all our days. I will fight beside you!” Cheers. “I will fly beside you!” Louder cheers. “I will die beside you!” They roared as they came on.
May the Ancient Author bless and keep you. May the Holy Hero be your rescuer forever. May the Story find you, through every painful passage, at home with him in the end. May you delight in his love and exalt in his victory then. May you always aspire to live as a character you admire. May you know the delight of finding out that the Story isn’t mainly about you. May you know and love the truth and be brave to obey it. May you make a hard dart at the darkness with whatever light you bring, reflecting, like the moon, a light far brighter than your own. May God give you joy!
