I feel the deepest, heartfelt pity for any adult who has never been in love.

So often, the discarded love of youth is desperately yearned for in maturity.

I see you have returned, my love; and your mood is as dark as ever. Did your soldiers not adore you to your complete satisfaction?

Change. Adapt. Bend so as not to be broken. Let opportunity guide your actions.

Helping people and putting smiles on their faces is a great, great thing. God only knows why more people don't do it more often.

Of what value is your life, unless you are willing to sacrifice it for those you love?

There are few things worse than mistaking an enemy for a friend.