Well, it's like that myth about the hero. He made wings out of wax so he could fly, but when he got too close to the Sun, to God, the wax melted and he crashed to the ground.

A lesson without pain is meaningless. For you cannot gain something without sacrificing something in return.

Roy: "Looks like it's starting to rain" Riza: "But..It's not raining..." Roy: "Yes it is. This is the rain.

Do you wanna play? Everyone's dead, so I got bored. Did you come to play with me? --Wrath

He died in the middle of our conversation. How rude.

It's a cruel and random world, but the chaos is all so beautiful.

Stand up and walk. Keep moving forward. You've got two good legs. So get up and use them. You're strong enough to make your own path.