There was a time, boy, when I searched for steel. When steel meant more to me than gold or jewels.
The riddle...of steel. Yes, you know what it is. Don't you, boy? Shall I tell you? It's the least I can do. You see, steel isn't strong. FLESH is stronger.
Look around you. There. On the rocks. That beautiful girl. Come to me my child!
That is strength, boy. THAT, is power. The strength, and power, of flesh. What is steel compared to the hand that wields it?

Look at the strength of your body.. the desire in your heart. I Gave You This. Such a waste...
Contemplate this.. on the Tree of Woe. Crucify him...

What is best in life? To crush your enemies...see them driven before you...and hear the lamentation of their women.

Boutin montair!