The longest journey
Is the journey inwards.
Of him who has chosen his destiny,
Who has started upon his quest
For the source of his being.

I have only my own burden to bear.

Time goes by, reputation increases, ability declines.

There is a point at which everything becomes simple and there is no longer any question of choice, because all you have staked will be lost if you look back. Life's point of no return.

Is life so wretched? Isn't it rather your hands which are too small, your vision which is muddled? You are the one who must grow up.

For all that has been, Thanks. To all that shall be, Yes.

It is easy to be nice, even to an enemy - from lack of character.