Everyone Makes Mistakes. Everyone Fails At Something.

The Point Is [...] That You Never Know Whether You've Lost Until You've Lost. Anything Can Happen.

I Make Little Distinction Between Those Who Commit Evil And Those Who Stand By And Do Nothing.

You May Think Life Is Sweet Now, But When Death Is A Heartbeat Away Then Life Becomes Unbearably Desirable. And When You Survive, Everything You Do Will Be Enhanced And Filled With Greater Joy: The Sunlight, The Breeze, A Good Wine, A Woman's Lips, A Child's Laughter.

I May Be Stupid, As You Say, To Believe In Honour And Friendship And Loyalty Without Price. But These Are Virtues To Be Cherished, For Without Them We Are No More Than Beasts Roaming The Land.

You Are Getting Too Old For This. A Man Is As Old As He Feels, Woman! And How Old Do You Feel? About Ninety.