“History is not written with heroic deeds. Nor is it written with gold and silver or blood and death. When a thousand years passes, what of them will remain will be faded and crumbled and turned to dust. And what they will remember will be a faded, distorted and disfigured image. None of which will ever come close to the truth. No. There will be no truth, for there never was one. There is no right, nor wrong. What there is, my brother, is power. And who wields that power.”