A large part of my life revolves around my dad. Sometimes, I even feel a strong sense of connection, something very tangible when I learn something new in the martial arts.

Some of my friends are scared right now, because the war is going on right now.

I never expected to hear something like that, I mean you don't hear about people from here that are in the war.

I've done my work and I'm happy with it... I respect my father very much, but I'm a very different person than he was.

For me, the martial arts is a search for something inside. It's not just a physical discipline.

Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times. And a very small number really.