When you can see the colors of the feathers, you'll also understand how you can expand your borders to infinity.
You are what you do.
Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself.
Ignorance is not stupidity, but it might as well be.
When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.
A weapon is a device for making your enemy change his mind.
I'm sorry. I can love you. I can grieve for you, or with you. I can share your pain. But I cannot judge you.
A price is something you get. A cost is something you lose.
But pain... seems to me an insufficient reason not to embrace life. Being dead is quite painless. Pain, like time, is going to come on regardless. Question is, what glorious moments can you win from life in addition to the pain?
Experience suggests it doesn't matter so much how you got here, as what you do after you arrive.
We don't just march on the future, we charge it.
Pain hurts, sir. I don't court it.
Home is where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
Hi, I'm a hero, but I can't tell you why. It's classified.
Hands are integral with brains, almost another lobe for intelligence. What one does not know through one's hands, one does not truly know.