Isn't It Only Laughter We Can Stay

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 Laughter We Can Stay Human?

First The Priests Arrive. Then The Conquistadores.

Of What Real Value Is A Title? The Power Is The Only Important Thing

Why Is She Afraid?" He Asked. "she's Not Anjin-san. Just A Little Nervous. Please Excuse Her. She's Never Seen A Foreigner Close To Before." "tell Her When The Moon's Full, Barbarians Sprout Horns And Fire Comes Out Of Our Mouths Like Dragons.