Guard your hubris. Remember Pax. Pride kills.

I let fear drive my hope away. I let war become me, and my men followed.

It's as if we look at each other from distant shores and the river between widens and roars and darkens till our faces are pale shards of the moon in the deep night. More ideas of the boys we were than the men we are.

You do not follow me because I am the strongest. Pax is. You do not follow me because I am the brightest. Mustang is. You follow me because you do not know where you are going. I do.

The further you are away from it, the more war reads like arithmetic. Past that, it reads like fiction. Past that, its just an annoying video on your info stream.

War summons the demons from angels.

This is war. Chaos. Chance. Death.

War is chaos. It always has been. But technology makes it worse. It changes the fear. At the Institute, I feared men. I feared what Titus and the Jackal could do to me. You see death coming there and can at least struggle against it. Here you don't have such luxury. Modern war is fearing the air, the shadows, fearing the silence. Death will come and I won't even see it.

I see why Demokracy is illegal. First comes yelling. Frustration. Indecision. Disagreements. Ideas.