The darkest hour was just before dawn.

People always arrive promptly at the places where they are expected.

I was once more in a time which the things around me were changing and that is how I wanted it to be for the rest of my days.

The warrior of light only risks his heart for something worthwhile.

Anyone who tries to imprison love will cut off the spring that feeds it, and the trapped water will grow stagnant and rank.

The warrior of light knows that everything around him - his victories, his defeats, his enthusiasm and his despondency - form part of his Good Fight.

I believe that I am guided by chance encounters. I believe in the miracle of chance encounters.