I can never gain something without losing everything I had before.

How could he possibly bow deeply enough to honor a thousand-year-old samurai queen?

Love does not have gender. Love is not exclusive! Our hearts have the capacity to love so many people. The only tragedy is when fear, cultural barriers, ridiculous misunderstandings, or arbitrary numbers prevent us from...

It is very easy to be a military strategist, a mercenary, or a king, but much harder to be a father.

Victory is always bittersweet.

Diplomacy never works.

The heart knows the immensity it wants to achieve, but it is limited.

You do not require a license to love someone; you don’t need to pass any complicated tests. Love does not have age limitations, rules, or restrictions. Love is our birthright—it is the one thing that...

Don’t you dare come into my world and tell me what color the ocean is! It’s black. Black as midnight. Black and awful!

There is magic in all life.

He remembered the gracefulness with which she moved in battle—like liquid flesh. There was no one quite like his wife, and he never felt more triumphant and free than when he was in her company.

It is rooted deep in your bones; the water calls out to you until it causes you physical pain unless you come to it.

Each meeting occurs at the precise moment for which it was meant. Usually, when it will have the greatest impact on our lives.

He sells his loyalties to the highest bidder. Shouldn’t even a mercenary have morals? That’s the textbook definition of a whore!