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I never heard a man put six feet down complain about the spot.
The pike is an odd weapon. Useless as tits on a bull one-on-one, it presents an impermeable barrier if you can get it in the hands of a few hundred men sharp enough to point it in the same direction and stupid enough not to throw it away and go home.
The other thing about the pike is that it’s about twenty feet long and only a few inches of it can actually hurt a motherfucker. If you miss with the point there’s still a long way to go, staring at your opposite, both of you scared shitless.
Warfare is based on a sort of mass hysteria by which the individual mistakes his own well-being for that of the collective, but as solid as the mania may seem on march, it punctures mighty quick in the heat of battle.
once authority is ceded to the Crown, nothing short of revolution is sufficient to claw it back.
It filled my bladder long before offering any sort of a decent buzz.
‘Our reports serve excellently as bathroom tissue. Beyond that, I’ve yet to be convinced of their value.’
It seemed like today was my day to be the prick. A lot of days are like that, if we’re being honest.
There’s no point in extinguishing a fire while lighting a fuse.’
He’d been well trained for his position. Mostly, organizations do not reward solving problems – they reward not fucking up, and the easiest way not to fuck up is to do nothing.
I took a seat at the bar and set to rectify my sobriety with workmanlike diligence.
‘There’s no kind of medicine to fix your type of broken.’
The future isn’t set in stone – it’s you that can’t bring himself to change.’
I hadn’t thought there was enough left of me to be scared, but as it turned out my reserves are somewhat deeper than I’d realized.
Anyone can kill, but to break a man? To reach inside him and make him something else? That takes talent.’
Nobody likes being told they’re walking in the wrong direction, even if the trail ends at a cliff.
you were never going to convince anyone of the necessity of their murder.
‘Saints and fools say that. And you’re no saint.’
