Because when everyone dreams, but only a few realize their dreams, that makes cowards of us all.

Life is a long pilgrimage from fear to love.

The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.

Beware of anyone who tries to please you all the time.

And to those who believe that adventures are i say try routine: it kills you far more quickly.

It is not difficult to rebuild a life. All we need is to be aware that we have the same strength we had before, and to use it in our favor.

The Warrior tries to enjoy the small everyday things of life.