Only - only that, if you believe the tales, it's in the nature of our people to go to war and to kill, just as it is to sing and play and tell stories. Perhaps they are two halves of the same whole.

You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead.

The world is simple, I think, in its essence. Life, death, love, hate. Desire, fulfillment. Magic.

As for religious faith, a lack of it shouldn't stop us from doing good deeds for their own sake.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.

What I do . . . the path I tread . . . it brings some choices that test me hard.