“Siddhartha stopped fighting his fate this very hour, and he stopped suffering.”
“I see his eyes, bright with life adnfire, and I know he won't stop fighting. Even if it's the kind of quiet fight on the inside that you can't always see. And I won't stop fighting either.”
“Fighting is in my very bones. I don't have any fancy, noble reason like anger at my fate. I'm just like a gamecock that launches itself into battle after meaningless battle. I like fighting. That's why I can't stop.”
“Never stop. Never stop fighting. Never stop dreaming.”
“Stop!" he yelled at the others. "Multigrain fighting is not allowed!”
“I’ve stopped protecting my heart from you,” he said. “I’ve stopped fighting the way I feel, stopped fighting the natural draw I feel toward you. Now you need to do the same.”