“You may control a mad elephant;You may shut the mouth of the bear and the tiger;Ride the lion and play with the cobra;By alchemy you may learn your livelihood;You may wander through the universe incognito;Make vassals of the gods; be ever youthful;You may walk in water and live in fire;But control of the mind is better and more difficult.”

“You take control, Emma," he whispered. The words tickled her ear, he spoke them so close. Shivers raced down her neck, down her chest and her belly. "Take control of me. Come to me." Her neck arched, wanting his mouth to bite her. "If you do Emma, I may give you what you want. Or I may offer more than you can handle. Risk. That's what you like, isn't it? So play with fire. Play with me.”

“This is less teaching than damage control. You may as well paint a house that’s on fire.”

“When this you see, remember me and bear in your mind-may all the world say what it may, speak of me as you find.”

“You may not be able to control what happens to you but you can control what happens within you.”

“May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns... and may the moonshadow never fall on you... ”