The end of a melody is not its goal; but nonetheless, if the melody had not reached its end it would not have reached its goal either. A parable.

Too long, the earth has been a madhouse!

You say it is the good cause that hallows even war? I say unto you: it is the good war that hallows any cause.

On every parable you ride to every truth.

Like the creatures of the forest and the sea, I love To lose myself for a while.

So long as men praise you, you can only be sure that you are not yet on your own true path but on someone else's.

I love the valiant; but it is not enough to wield a broadsword, one must also know against whom.