The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.

The time for action is now. It's never too late to do something.

Where I live, everything is very small.

Here is my secret. It is very simple: one sees well only with the heart. The essential is invisible to the eyes.

I believe that for his escape he took advantage of the migration of a flock of wild birds.

Friendship is born from an identity of spiritual goals - from common navigation toward a star.

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.