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

All Men Have Talents. Some Build, Some Paint, Some Write, Some Fight. For Me It Is Different.

A Man Must Know His Limitations.

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.

Hate Is The Father Of All Evil.

The Truth. Men Will Blind Themselves With Hot Irons, Rather Than Face It.