sometimes what you miss the most is the way a loved one made you feel about yourself.

Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to.

Love is the only rational act.

Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

A man who can take anything will find most things unsatisfying. And a man without memories is just a shell.

He had his time measures and he had her. That was his life. For as long as he could remember, it had been that way, Dor and Alli, even as children. "I do not want to die," she whispered. "You will not die." "I want to be with you." "You are.

No one gets left behind, remember?