You are a mischievous one. You will cause no end of trouble. You have to travel many roads before you find the river of your destiny. This life of yours will be full of riddles. You will be protected and you will never be alone.

Beware of the stories you read or tell; subtly, at night, beneath the waters of consciousness, they are altering your world.

The best writing is not about the writer, the best writing is absolutely not about the writer, it's about us, it's about the reader.

Don't despair too much if you see beautiful things destroyed, if you see them perish. Because the best things are always growing in secret.

It may be that what you could be haunts you. It is real. It is a weight you have to carry around. Each failure to become, to be, is a weight. Each state you could inhabit is a burden as heavy as any physical weight, but more so, because it weighs on your soul. It is the ghost of your possibilities hanging around your neck, an invisible albatros, potentials unknowingly murdered.

The road will never swallow you. The river of destiny will always overcome evil. May you understand your fate. Suffering will never destroy you, but will make you stronger. Success will never confuse you of scatter your spirit, but will make you fly higher into the good sunlight. Your life will always surprise you.

We have not yet arrived, but every point at which we stop requires a re-definition of our destination.