With every farewell comes a hidden hope.

A threat need not provoke a response if it is not taken up.

We hereby declare the end to the wall dividing the sacred from the profane: from now on, all is sacred.

She wasn't afraid of difficulties, what frightened her was having to choose one particular path. Choosing a path meant missing out on others. She had a whole life to live and she was always thinking that, in the future, she might regret the choices she made now.

We must never stop dreaming. Dreams provide nourishment for the soul, just as a meal does for the body.

So we contemplate each other, and we want each other, and I give it life and warmth, and it gives me my reason for living.

The warrior of the Light sits around a fire with his companions.