Aw, now look at that, you're being sarcastic, aren't you?

Six hundred years is an awfully long time, Ever. So long it's impossible for either of us to imagine. Though it is more than enough time to rack up a few dirty skeletons for the old metaphorical closet, right?

We are not defined by our things. It´s not the clothes that we wear, the cars that we drive, the art we acquire- It´s not where we live- but how we live that defines us. It´s our actions that are remembered long after we are gone.

Life is not meant to be an open-book test.

Nothing can rival the incredible rush the act of creation brings. Of crafting something you know is destined to be great for all time.

You can’t go back, Ever. You can’t change the past. It just is. . . . This is our destiny. Not yours.

I mean, yeah, maybe our fate is sometimes fixed and unchangeable, but there are other times when its shaped purely by the actions we take.