"Nothing is more terrible upon this earth, nothing more glorious, nothing more absurd. You may wretch, you would not be the first. You may drop your sword and your shield and your lance, others have done the same, pick it up and go on fighting. You may fowl your britches, I did in my first battle, no one will care, all battlefields smell of shit. You may cry out for your mother, pray for gods you thought you had forgotten, howl obscenity's you never dreamed could pass your lips, all this has happened to. Some men die in every battle, more survive, east or west in every inn or wine sink you will find grey beards endlessly refighting the wars of their youth. They survived their battles, so may you. This you can be certain of, the foe you see before you is just another man, and like as not he is just as frightened as you. Hate him if you must, love him if you can, but lift your sword and bring it down and ride on."
-Some badass from Game of Thrones