He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it.

You have no enemy until you make one.

As the sun is to the earth, so Honour is to a man. without it, he will not flourish. All else may fail you, but honour is the treasure no one can take from you, the shield no one can penetrate unless you let them. Honour is beautiful and clean. Honour is sacred.

She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.

teaching meant for the hands enters most easily through the eyes.

I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody.

There is a cruelty that lurks in some men’s souls which is only released when they have other men in their power.