There's no telling when this war will end. No matter how many troops the country deploys, the desert just absorbs them like water. We suffer, conquer, and what's left? Nothing but sand.
One human only has the power to do so much. That's why I'm going to protect...even if it's just a handful of them...the ones most important to me.
I lost my pawns, my knight, my rook, my bishop, and even my queen. But, it's not checkmate, just yet.
Life that has been lost cannot be brought back again. That very truth is what shows us the meaning and value of living.
Any man who has the brains to think and the nerve to act for the benefit of the people of the country, is considered a radical, by those who are content with stagnation and willing to endure disaster.
Hughes, just a bit of advice. The soldiers who never shut up about their girls back home... They don't make it.
But you're thinking on too large a scale there, kid... If we don't want to drive ourselves crazy, we can only deal with what's directly in front of us.
When I become Fuhrer President, all female personnel in the military ... will have to wear mini-skirts.
Do you think it's possible to send Flame Alchemy through the phone and burn someones ears off?
The power of one man doesn't amount to much. But, however little strength I'm capable of, I'll do everything humanly possible to protect the people I love, and in turn they will protect the ones they love. It seems like the least we tiny humans can do for each other.
I never feel more human than when I'm fighting real monsters.
Even a piece of garbage has its pride.
If your opponent is of choleric temper, seek to irritate.
Nothing's perfect, the world's not perfect, but it's there for us, trying the best it can. That's what makes it so damn beautiful.
Hughes again? Put him through. It's me. I won't listen if you're going to be bragging about your daughter. *...* Hughes? Hughes... Hey! Hughes! Hughes!!
Ed believes he saved that town, it's one of the first successes he's had. I'll let him keep thinking that for a while. He'll learn the truth soon enough: we always do.
Of course! Dogs embody loyalty, they follow their master's commands above all else! Be a jerk to them and they don't complain, and they never once beg for a paycheck! Trust me Fuery, they're the great servants of man! Loyal canine how we salute thee! You can call me Roy Mustang, or just Lieutenant Colonel. Hell, you can call me the Flame Alchemist. Whatever you do, remember the pain.