What Hurts Us Is What

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

Evil Had To Manifest Itself And Fulfill Its Role, So That Ultimately Good Could Prevail. [...] Evil Needs To Manifest Itself, For Them To Understand The Value Of Good.

As Long As You Still Have One Bridge Left, Nothing Is Lost. But From The Moment That You Cannot Even Understand The Storytelling Or The Music Of Other Cultures Anymore, Then We Become Strangers To Each Other And The Situation Will Become Very Complicated.

Everything In Life Is About Sharing; It Is Part Of The Human Condition

Playing The Part Of A Charitable Soul Was Only For Those Who Were Afraid Of Taking A Stand In Life. It Is Always Far Easier To Have Faith In Your Own Goodness Than To Confront Others And Fight For Your Rights. It Is Always Easier To Hear An Insult And Not Retaliate Than Have The Courage To Fight Back Against Someone Stronger Than Yourself; We Can Always Say We're Not Hurt By The Stones Others Throw At Us, And It's Only At Night - When We're Alone And Our Wife Or Our Husband Or Our School Friend Is Asleep - That We Can Silently Grieve Over Our Own Cowardice.