His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.

We cannot know the future. All we can do is face it bravely. We should take heed of those we love and respect. But in the end, we make every decision alone.

In all experience, there is something to be learned. In deepest sorrow, wisdom is found. In the well of despair, hope rises.

I know it's hard for you to trust me. If I ever find the man who did this to you, who made you so frightened, I'll kill him with my bare hands. But you can trust me.

Our strength comes from that magic, from the earth and the sky, from the fire and the water. Fly high, swim deep, give back to the earth what she gives you.

Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.

This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding.