First The Priests Arrive. Then The Conquistadores.

Guard Yourself And Your Conscience No One Else Will And Know That A Bad Decision At The Right Time Can Destroy You Far More Surely Than Any Bullet!

Blackthorne, Beside The Gates, Was Still Turmoiled By His Boundless Joy At Her Reprieve And He Remembered How His Own Will Had Been Stretched That Night Of His Near-seppuku, When He Had Had To Get Up As A Man And Walk Home As A Man Unsupported, And Became Samurai. And He Watched Her, Despising The Need For This Courage, Yet Understanding It, Even Honoring It.

Isn’t It Only Through Laughter That We Become One With The Gods And Thus Can Endure Life And Can Overcome All The Horror And Waste And Suffering Here On Earth? …isn’t It Only Through Laughter We Can Stay Human?

And Adam Ruled, For He Was The King. Until The Day His Will To Be King Deserted Him. Then He Died, Food For A Stronger. And The Strongest Was Always The King, Not By Strength Alone, But King By Cunning And Luck And Strength Together. Among The Rats.

.., By Universal Custom, Your Enemy Is Never More Polite Than When He Is Planning Or Has Planned Your Destruction.