From The Moment That You

But If You've Ever Felt Love, You'll Know How Painful It Is To Suffer For Love.

Like The Children We Will Never Ever Cease To Be.

Now Go Back And Meet All Those People Who You Think Know Everything. Convince Yourself That They're Right, Because We All Know Everything, It's Merely A Question Of Believing.

After All, What Is Happiness? Love, They Tell Me. But Love Doesn't Bring And Never Has Brought Happiness. On The Contrary, It's A Constant State Of Anxiety, A Battlefield; It's Sleepless Nights, Asking Ourselves All The Time If We're Doing The Right Thing. Real Love Is Composed Of Ecstasy And Agony.

Defeat Is For The Valiant. Only They Will Know The Honor Of Losing And The Joy Of Winning.