World War I broke out largely because of an arms race and World War II because of the lack of an arms race.

I mean I was born the day war broke out but I don't remember all the bombs though they did actually break up Liverpool you know. I remember when I was a little older there was big gaps in all the streets where houses used to be. We used to play over them.

In seeking absolute truth we aim at the unattainable and must be content with broken portions.

Truth always originates in a minority of one and every custom begins as a broken precedent.

Truth may be stretched but cannot be broken and always gets above falsehood as does oil above water.

Rumi who is one of the greatest Persian poets said that the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

The Broken Bow group is such a great family and seem like a group of tight-knit people. When I looked for a new label I wanted to feel I could trust everybody. I wanted motivation to be at an all-time high.

It's the same old story you've heard a thousand times. Somebody's trust gets broken. Somebody's left behind.

You know at the end of the day the only thing you have is trust and honor in this world. That's all you have. All you have is your reputation built on trust and your personal honor. When you don't have that anymore well you know there you go. Trust was broken.

It's hard now to imagine that kind of travel and the daily tasks they simply took for granted. If a wagon axle broke you had to stop and carve a new one. To cross a river you sometimes had to build a raft.