All true stories end in death.
Reasons are for peasants.
Good and evil have nothing to do with gods. It has to do with us.
At the heart of its strength is a weakness: a lone candle can hold it back. Love is more than a candle, love can ignite the stars.
A powerful enough metaphor grows its own truth.
Life is more a matter of choosing than knowing. He could never know the eventual destination of his path, but he could always choose in which direction to take each step.