| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 167 | "It is then a View more quotes about matter">matter of time," said Lord Okimoto. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 164 | Was this not a possible place of wealth, and power? From such a place might not one command, govern, and rule? Might one not find here a suitable aerie for tyranny? From such an ensconcement might one not descend with fire and sword, and to such a place might one not withdraw, with immunity, laden with treasure? In the quiet, on the parapet, in the damp, chill air, standing there in the fog, I wondered on myself. |
| 1 | 165 | Who knows oneself? Is one not always a stranger to oneself? "The men are hungry," said Lord Okimoto. |
| 1 | 166 | "The edge of hunger can be keener than the blade of a sword," said Lord Nishida. |
| 1 | 167 | "It is then a matter of time," said Lord Okimoto. |
| 1 | 168 | "Possibly," said Lord Nishida. |
| 1 | 169 | I looked down. |
| 1 | 170 | The fog was now torn into patches and, below, I could see the ditches, the breastworks, the hurdles, the stakes, and, a half pasang behind, the tents, many tents, near the ashes of what had been one of the environing villages. |