When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.
Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.
Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.
In greatness, life and death merge.
While gazing at myself from yourself, I was beautiful.