Walk, First, Through The Fire, Then Philosophize.

...you Have To Use Your Failures As Stepping Stones To Success. You Have To Maintain A Fine Balance Between Hope And Despair. In The End It’s All A Question Of Balance.

After All, Our Lives Are But A Sequence Of Accidents - A Clanking Chain Of Chance Events. A String Of Choices, Casual Or Deliberate, Which Add Up To That One Big Calamity We Call Life.

The Worst Part Of Great Poverty Is That You Become Blind To It.

There Didn't Seem To Her Any Harm In It, And The Make-believe Was So Comforting.

...there Was Another, Gorier Parturition, When Two Nations Incarnated Out Of One. A Foreigner Drew A Magic Line On A Map And Called It The New Border; It Became A River Of Blood Upon The Earth. And The Orchards, Fields, Factories, Businesses, All On The Wrong Side Of That Line, Vanished With A Wave Of The Pale Conjuror's Wand.