Accidents ambush the unsuspecting, often violently, just like love.

All history is just one man trying to take something away from another man, and usually it doesn't really belong to either of them.

Heaven is an idea constructed by man to help him cope with the fact that life on earth is both brutally short and, paradoxically, far too long.

I am not a hero in soul and never will be, but I am better than I was before. Or so I tell myself; and for now that is enough.

Everything burns if the flame is hot enough. The world is nothing but a crucible.

Love is an action you must repeat ceaselessly.

That which is painful sharpens one's love.