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Every Search Begins With Beginner's Luck. And Every Search Ends With The Victor's Being Severely Tested." The Boy Remembered An Old Proverb From His Country. It Said That The Darkest Hour Of The Night Came Just Before The Dawn.

Sometimes An Unimportant Incident Is Capable Of Turning Everything Beautiful Into A Moment Of Anxiety. We Insist On Seeing The Mote In The Eye And Forget About The Mountains, The Fields And The Olive Groves.

Our True Friends Are Those Who Are With Us When The Good Things Happen. They Cheer Us On And Are Pleased By Our Triumphs. False Friends Only Appear At Difficult Times, With Their Sad, Supportive Faces, When, In Fact, Our Suffering Is Serving To Console Them For Their Miserable Lives.

Working From Nine Till Five Every Day At Something That Gives You No Pleasure Just So That, After Thirty Years, You Can Retire.

Then The Warrior Of The Light Thanks His Traveling Companions, Takes A Deep Breath And Continues On, Laden With Memories Of An Unforgettable Journey.