He comes back with the ticket and I flash a smile. "Write you're initials on it," I say. "It's the only way to get into Olympus." I show him mine, the ticket turned golden when I did.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I look at it confused and take it in my hand. "You been to Olympus before?" I ask. He shakes his head. I nod. "That's why. Gimme the pen." I hold my hand out.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh