I Know All About Endings. It Is

Remain True To Yourself, Child. If You Know Your Own Heart, You Will Always Have One Friend Who Does Not Lie.

To Know You Are Ignorant Is The Beginning Of Wisdom.

What You See Is From Outside Yourself, And May Come, Or Not, But Is Beyond Your Control. But Your Fear Is Yours, And Yours Alone, Like Your Voice, Or Your Fingers, Or Your Memory, And Therefore Yours To Control. If You Feel Powerless Over Your Fear, You Have Not Yet Admitted That It Is Yours, To Do With As You Will.

I Have Neither Talent Or Taste For Kingship, Cousin. I Am A Warrior, And To Dwell Always In One Place And Live At Court Would Weary Me To Death!

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