Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.

In the beginning was the myth.

To nobody can you communicate in words and teachings, what happened to you in your hour of enlightenment.

Most people...are like a falling leaf that drifts and turns in the air, flutters, and falls to the ground. But a few others are like stars which travel one defined path: no wind reaches them, they have within themselves their guide and path.

You must find your dream...but no dream lasts forever, each dream is followed by another, and one should not cling to any particular dream.

At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, and everything made sense.

A magic dwells in each beginning, protecting us, telling us how to live.