I once heard a tale of a man who split himself in two. The one part never changed at all; the other grew and grew. The changeless part was always true, The growing part was always new, And I wondered, when the tale was through, Which part was me, and which was you.

Zarek slid his glance over to the demon, who was playing This Little Piggy on her bare toes.

Whatever you accept completely, you go beyond...If you fight it, you're stuck with it.

I suppose if it has a practical purpose, I appreciate a pat on the back. I suppose it&#39;s rewarding, ultimately.

Written By Brendan Fraser

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