| 1 | -> ''He turns and runs, or crawls off afterward over the corpses of the slain, or steals away in the black of night, and he finds someplace to hide. All thought of home is gone by then, and kings and lords and gods mean less to him than a haunch of spoiled meat that will let him live another day, or a skin of bad wine that might drown his fear for a few hours. The broken man lives from day to day, from meal to meal, more beast than man. Lady Brienne is not wrong. In times like these, the traveler must beware of broken men, and fear them . . . but he should pity them as well. '' |
| 2 | -->-- '''Septon Meribald''', ''Literature/{{A Song of Ice and Fire}}'' |
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| 4 | ->I ran the data through some trans-d personnel files tucked into a swirl in n-space I'd never expected to access again. Marek Lambrois. Corporal of a back line military police platoon assigned to the local cluster in a couple of [[TheMultiverse possible worlds]], deserters all in a couple of others. He was [[SuperSoldier aggression enhanced by trans-weblink anti-alg coding]]. The squad's fighting profile was notched to the top level at all times. They were bastards who were now pre-programmed bastards. |
| 5 | -->-- ''A Dry, Quiet War'', by Tony Daniel. |
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