A Man's Strength Is Ultimately Born Of

This Is The Real Magic Of Fantasy Fiction: It Can Feed Souls And Change Lives.

We Make Choices Everyday, Some Of Them Good, Some Of Them Bad. And - If We Are Strong Enough - We Live With The Consequences.

Our Modern World, Though Infinitely More Complex Than That Of Ancient Greece, Is Also Far More Superficial. Where The Greeks Offered Simple Psychological Training, We Live In An Age Of Style And Spin In Which Perceptions Of Good And Evil Slither And Shift With The Political View Of The Moment.

She Was His North Star, The Fixed Point Round Which His World Turned. For As Long As His Heart Beat, Or Hers, He Believed They Would Always Share A Destiny.

Man Is Capable Of Greatness, Love, Nobility, Compassion. Yet Never Forget That His Capacity For Evil Is Infinite. It Is A Sad Truth, Boy, That If You Sit Now And Think Of The Worst Tortures That Could Ever Be Inflicted On Another Human Being, They Will Already Have Been Practiced Somewhere. If There Is One Sound That Follows The March Of Humanity, It Is The Scream.