A warrior accepts defeat. He does not treat it as a matter of indifference, nor does he attempt to transform it into a victory. The pain of defeat is bitter to him; he suffers at indifference and becomes desperate with loneliness. After all this has passed, he licks his wounds and begins everything anew. A warrior knows that war is made of many battles: he goes on

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

We must have a university degree even if we never get a job in the area of knowledge we were forced to study.

The simple things are also the most extraordinary things, and only the wise can see them.

It's not my story anymore: whenever I speak about the past now, I feel as if I were talking about something that has nothing to do with me. All that remains in the present are the voice, the presence, and the importance of fulfilling my mission. I don't regret difficulties I experienced; I think they helped me to become the person I am today, I feel the way a warrior must feel after years of training; he doesn't remember the details of everything he learned, but he knows how to strike when the time is right.

A warrior of light knows that in the silence of his heart he will hear an order that will guide him.

A boat is safe in the harbor. But this is not the purpose of a boat.