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"I am a Rock... I am... a Stone..."—Vassili, Enemy at the Gates
"Ordinary soldiers could fire rounds indiscriminately and hope to hit something. But for snipers, it was different. When we pull the trigger, someone is sure to die."—Riza Hawkeye, Fullmetal Alchemist
"Sorel was a sharpshooter, a long-las specialist, who snuffed out lives at a distance as dispassionately as I might swat an insect. He was the one who the most threw a scare into me. The others had been thrown away with the bloodthirstyness of the mob, and hadn't really been responsible for their actions past a certain point, but Sorel had slid a knife into the joints of a provost's body armour because he didn't see any reason not to. The last time I had looked into eyes like those they belonged to an eldar haemonculus."—Ciaphas Cain, For the Emperor
"(1) Emotional balance. The sniper must be able to calmly and deliberately kill targets that may not pose an immediate threat to him. It is much easier to kill in self-defense or in the defense of others than it is to kill without apparent provocation. The sniper must not be susceptible to emotions such as anxiety or remorse. Candidates whose motivation toward sniper training rests mainly in the desire for prestige may not be capable of the cold rationality that the sniper's job requires."—U.S Army Field Manual: Sniper Training
Falynn:"Did you ever have to... you know... I mean, you don't have to answer if that's too personal."Donos:"Did I ever shoot someone in cold blood? Without giving him a chance?" (she nods) "Yes. Three times I did that. I didn't much care for it; if I did, I'd probably still be doing it. But better to have dead enemies than dead innocents."
Lev:"How did you become a sniper?"Vika:"I started shooting people"
After the dawn when morning is broken snow once white turn to red
Blood red snow tells what happened last night a tale of a sniper is born
Snow in mouth, hiding his breath he is steady at hand
Eye to eye target in sight the moment to fire has come
Hundreds of kills a man and his rifle embody the sisu of finns
Stay out of sight and cover your head
When he pulls the trigger you're dead