Tel jour, telle nuit!

"I recant!" he proclaimed, but it was too late.  He had vested too much of himself in others that no matter what incantations or mind control tactics he used upon himself, he always found himself at the same dead end.  Despite protests from reason, he exhaled in defeat and surrendered himself to Time.

The voice of the man speaks, whose generosity is as sublime as his love.

"I forgive you."

The words were as profound as the music.