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Lancelot: Morgaine, Morgaine - Kinswoman, I Have Never Seen You Weep. Morgaine: Are You Like So Many Men, Afraid Of A Woman's Tears? (...) Lancelot: No (...) It Makes Them Seem So Much More Real, So Much More Vulnerable - Women Who Never Weep Frighten Me, Because I Know They Are Stronger Than I, And I Am Always A Little Afraid Of What They Will Do.

The Older I Grow The More I Become Certain That It Makes No Difference What Words We Use To Tell The Same Truths.

Of All Things We Mortals Are Called Upon To Do, The Most Difficult Is Forgiveness; In Order To Truly Do It, You Will Probably Have To Behave As If You Already Have Forgiven For Quite A While Before You Have Actually Done So.

There Is No Sorrow Like The Memory Of Love And The Knowledge That It Is Gone Forever.

I Cannot Regret It. They Tell Us In The Temple That True Joy Is Found Only In Freedom From The Wheel That Is Death And Rebirth, That We Must Come To Despise Earthly Joy And Suffering, And Long Only For The Peace Of The Presence Of The Eternal. Yet I Love This Life On Earth, Morgan, And I Love You With A Love That Is Stronger Than Death, And If Sin Is The Price Of Binding Us Together, Life After Life Across The Ages, Then I Will Sin Joyfully And Without Regret, So That It Brings Me Back To You, My Beloved!