For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.

Not just when its easy. All the time.

Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other. Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth for the other. Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other. Now you are two persons, but there are three lives before you: His life, Her Life, and Your life together.

Then in the interest of full honesty, I really wish you'd kiss me right now.

Don’t let them see you weak.

Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought.

We find heroes, not on battlefields, but in hospitals that tend the injured. Sometimes I think it’s easier to fight than it is to heal.