An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground.
No man should ever completely realize his dreams. What else would there then be to live for?
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.
Old age is not as honorable as death, but most people seek it.
I would have offered you a forest of truth, but you wish to speak of a single leaf
Fear is an aid to the warrior. It is a small fire burning. It heats the muscles, making us stronger. Panic comes when the fire is out of control, consuming all courage and pride.
