There Are Too Many Stars And Too

Never Take Your Eyes Off Your Opponent, Even When You Bow.

Love Is Like A Friendship Caught On Fire. In The Beginning A Flame, Very Pretty, Often Hot And Fierce, But Still Only Light And Flickering. As Love Grows Older, Our Hearts Mature And Our Love Becomes As Coals, Deep-burning And Unquenchable.

Nowadays You Don't Go Around On The Street Kicking People, Punching People - Because If You Do (makes Gun Shape With Hand), Well That's It - I Don't Care How Good You Are.

You Cannot Force The Now. — But Can You Neither Condemn Nor Justify And Yet Be Extraordinarily Alive As You Walk On? You Can Never Invite The Wind, But You Must Leave The Window Open.

Remember, You Are Expressing The Techniques And Not Doing The Techniques.