Shall there be truth between us, as two men? Not as friends, but as enemies and equals?
The Gunslingerall men carry murder in their hearts, yet even so, the poisoner is beneath contempt.
A Game of ThronesHere beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle.
Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the WestThe lovely thing about being forty is that you can appreciate twenty-five-year-old men more.
Colleen McCullough