I Underestimated You, Woman." ... "the Cry

Every Little Bit Of Good I May Do, Let Me Do It Now For I May Not Come This Way Again.

Every Man Has His Own Reason For Every Deed. Usually It Is Selfish.

Evil Lives In A Pit. If You Want To Fight It, You Must Climb Down Into The Slime To Do So. White Cloaks Show The Dirt More Thank Black, And Silver Tarnishes.

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.

We Are Tiny Flames, Helikaon, And We Flicker Alone In The Great Dark For No More Than A Heartbeat. When We Strive For Wealth, Glory And Fame, It Is Meaningless. The Nations We Fight For Will One Day Cease To Be. Even The Mountains We Gaze Upon Will Crumble To Dust. To Truly Live We Must Yearn For That Which Does Not Die.