Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.

Sidonie, I know you don't remember it, but you once promised to trust me beyond all reason. And I swear to you that all that I am, all that I possess, including this gem-stone, is yours. I need you. I can't do this alone. Forget your memories. Look into your heart. And if you can find somewhere there, some lingering spark of trust that owes naught to reason, I beg you to speak the word written here.

Love child!" What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.

For every victory there is a price.

There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire

There is no folly like the folly of the wise.

Well, I was living it, but a shared dream half-lived is a hollow thing