People Are Like Books, Unknown Until They

Love Never Gives In Or Up, Holding Tight To Lofty Ideals That Transcend This Earth And Time, While Its Counterfeit Simply Concludes It Was Mistaken And Quickly Runs Off To Find The Next Real Thing.

Sometimes We Can Only Find Ourselves By First Losing Ourselves.

Heroes Rarely Look The Way We Draw Them In Our Minds: Attractive, Imposing Figures With Rippling Muscles And Strong Chins. More Times Than Not They Are Humble Beings, Small And Flawed. It Is Only Their Spirits That Are Beautiful And Strong.

It's Been Said That Every New Beginning In Some Other Beginning's End.

Broken Vows Are Like Broken Mirrors. They Leave Those Who Held To Them Bleeding And Staring At Fractured Images Of Themselves.