Some people are oil and water.

There is always something to lose. But maybe more to gain.

We had been friends. We could not become strangers. It left only one thing: we must be enemies.

And though I remember her name I cannot recall her face. All things pass.

There are times when thinking about something is the worst possible policy.

We all have to learn to live with our losses, and to use our regrets to spur us on in the future.

You would always beat me; not so much because you are a better fighter as because you will not accept defeat.