An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground.
Love is both wondrous and yet full of peril. Love is a gateway through which hatred - disguised and unrecognized - can pass.
A warrior...must believe in his strength of will, of purpose, of heart and soul.
You know how it is. Boy meets girl, girl wants boy dead. An everyday story, really.
I would have offered you a forest of truth, but you wish to speak of a single leaf
You do not convince me. You rationalize your actions and because the result is favorable you become right.