“Mistakes were mistakes, and failures were failures. Why torment someone with memories of their past?”

“There's a point to all the mistakes, the comebacks, the rethinking, the living--the living for all you're worth. There's a point to finding our own path. Please, give the people of Vision a chance to find theirs.”

“But the boy was there, and he was looking at her. That was when Yorda understood what was drawing out her memories of the castle into the boy. It was him. He wanted to know its dark past. He wanted to know everything. No one could stop this. Not even the queen.”

“If men were reduced to sacrificing other men to appease the darkness, the Dark god's reign had already begun.”

“Ico stared at Yorda's face. It was beautiful. He didn't dare breathe for fear of breaking the spell. Her eyes were sparkling."Thank you.”

“Gradually, strength returned to Yorda's body and she gripped his hand. Ico gripped back. Yorda sat up on the floor, but her eyes were still distant. Suddenly, Ico felt cold. A chill emanated from Yorda's body as he held her in his arms, as though she were a pitcher that had just been filled with ice water. He had the sensation that something else was inside the girl, pushing aside the Yorda he knew.”

“Ico ran back to the windmill, growing increasily nervous with each moment Yorda was out of his sight. He didn't want to think what would happen if the shadow-creatures attacked while they were apart.”