Anachronisms

“This is the nature of war, whose stake is at once the game and the authority and the justification. Seen so, war is the truest form of divination. It is the testing of one's will and the will of another within that larger will which because it binds them is therefore forced to select. War is the ultimate game because war is at last a forcing of the unity of existence.War is god.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

“Monkeys do not laugh. Laughter is particular to men.”
― Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose

“Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.”
― José Saramago, Blindness

“Happy and blessed were the ages that lacked the dreaded fury of those devilish instruments of artillery—whose inventor I’m convinced must be in hell as a reward for his diabolical invention—with which it’s possible for a despicable and cowardly arm to take the life of a brave knight, who—without knowing how or from where—just at the moment when courage and dash inflames and emboldens his valiant heart, along comes a stray bullet, discharged by someone who may have fled in terror and then was startled by the flash from his infernal device, whose shot cuts short in an instant the thoughts and life of a person who deserved to live many centuries.”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quichotte