We have to fight in order to live. That's what will make us strong.
When you live, your life will end sooner or later. The body will return to the earth. Grass and flowers will grow on top of it. The soul will nourish the hearts... and it will live on in the hearts of other people. Everything in this world flows around and circulates. That goes for human lives too.
There are some things in life that will only be understood through words.
"I long to see someone who died", "I want to be rich", "I want women", "I want to protect the world"... They're all desires. In other words, wishes. If you ask me, there's neither "right" or "wrong" when it comes to greed. You humans go around ranking certain types of greed in order from good to bad, which makes you so hard to understand.
We really are weak creatures, but that's why we can strive to become stronger. Even if you feel it's useless, each step we take leads to something great. That's why I'm sure we'll be able to change. Because we're weak... and because death is inevitable. Humans try their best to live and end up becoming stronger.
How can you move forward if you keep regretting the past?
Life that has been lost cannot be brought back again. That very truth is what shows us the meaning and value
Any man who has the brains to think and the nerve to act for the benefit of the people of the country, is considered a radical, by those who are content with stagnation and willing to endure disaster.
There are some things that can only be conveyed through words.
If a man will not work, he shall not eat.
We're all lost... That's why we're sad.
Hughes, just a bit of advice. The soldiers who never shut up about their girls back home... They don't make it.
Everything we see, everyone we meet, is caught up in a great unseen flow. But it's bigger than that. It's the entire world, the entire universe even. And compared to something as big as that, Al, you and I are tiny, not even the size of ants. Only one small part within a much greater flow. Nothing more than a fraction of the whole. But by putting all those "ones" together, you get one great "All", just like Teacher said. The flow of this universe follows laws of such magnitude that you and I can't even imagine them.
I've been thinking about this for a long time. We put all our trust in alchemy but in the end... what is it? "Alchemy is the science of understanding the flow of matter and its laws. The process of comprehension, deconstruction, and reconstruction. The world flows too. It must also follow laws. Everything circulates. Even death is a part of that circulation. You must accept the flow." Hmm, Teacher sure drummed that into our heads, didn't she? I thought I understood it. But I don't understand anything... Mom proves that. Now here I am again, trying desperately to figure out a way to do the impossible. I'm such a hopeless idiot. All this time and I haven't grown up one bit. I thought maybe the rain would wash away some of this gloom that's been following me... but right now, every drop that hits my face is even more depressing.
[To Lan Fan] Brat, quit blabbering on about trifling topics such as love and sadness. Don't underestimate us. She's the woman I chose. A will is unnecessary between us. That's usually how it is between a King and his companion.
[To Father] You've certainly mellowed out... you used to be fun, full of life and emotion. Lust, Greed, Sloth, Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, and Pride. Of course, excessive want will destroy anyone, but those same desires are necessary to understand what it means to be human. Why did you rid yourself of them?
Ah... what a beautiful sound. It doesn't get any better than that. I can feel it deep in my bones, like a part of me I never noticed before. That sound is an extension of my being. And this land - this land that's governed by death - I will paint it red with this shard of destruction.
This body comes with many inconveniences. But inconveniences don't make me miserable! There is no reason for you to pity me! My life was put back together with alchemy by my brother. If I deny myself, that would mean I'm denying my brother, along with alchemy. I believe in the potential that alchemy holds. I want to believe in it!
Memories... of the people we were. They're subtle, but they're real. It took me a lot of time to understand what I saw. Books say we shouldn't have memories. Or at least that they're only the memories and emotions of the alchemists who made us. But they are wrong. Those memories are mine. But you're thinking on too large a scale there, kid... If we don't want to drive ourselves crazy, we can only deal with what's directly in front of us.