You must learn the unity of opposites. Be mobile and stationary. Defensive and offensive. You attack with all the wrong weapons, Kar. It is not about anger. It's about peace. [Kar makes amateurish martal arts fighting poses, then the Monk With No Name grabs Kar's finger and twists Kar's arm with him groaning] It's not about power. It's about grace. It's not about knowing your enemy. It's all about knowing yourself.
How'd you do that?
The air. You can't see it, but it fills your lungs. It's as real as blood or flesh or bone or earth, or water. Once you realize this, you treat the air the same way. You step on it as you would a stone. You swim through it as you would the sea. And all you have to do is believe.
Believe what? The laws of gravity don't exist?
If you truly believe that they don't, then they don't.
