“Nothing is ever truly set by fate. In one blink, everything changes. Even though it should be a clear, sunny day, the softest whisper into the wind can become a hurricane that destroys everything it touches. (Acheron)”
“The slightest stirring in the air can set a hurricane in motion a thousand miles off. (Acheron)”
“...though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.”
“Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit. 'Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.”
“There really was nothing firm, nothing certain. Even here, even at this place where he thought he’d found something permanent—everything could change in a day. Everything could be lost so quickly.”
“Only the phoenix rises and does not descend. And everything changes. And nothing is truly lost.”