What I've started I must finish. I've gone too far to turn back. Regardless of what may happen, I have to go forward.

Without a past you can't have a future.

There are many kinds of joy, but they all lead to one: the joy to be loved.

Once someone dreams a dream, it can't just drop out of existence. But if the dreamer can't remember it, what becomes of it?

What I've started I must finish. I've gone too far to turn back. Regardless of what may happen, I have to go forward.

I wonder, what's in a book while it's closed. Oh, I know it's full of letters printed on paper, but all the same, something must be happening, because as soon as I open it, there's a whole story with people I don't know yet and all kinds of adventures, deeds and battles. And sometimes there are storms at sea, or it takes you to strange cities and countries. All those things are somehow shut in a book. Of course you have to read it to find out. But it's already there, that's the funny thing. I just wish I knew how it could be.

But that is another story and shall be told another time.