You don't bite the women of other males.

Words could be just as deadly as steel.

You could be great. You could rattle the stars. You could do anything if only you dared.

Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.

Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.

I don't quite comprehend why you'd force someone to bow when the purpose of the gesture is to display allegiance and respect.

Names are not important. It's what lies inside of you that matters.