Love rules, but no one knows where it has its throne; in order to know that secret place, you must first submit to Love.

You should paint those visions of paradise rather than just talking about them.

If I had a choice, if I had understood earlier that the reason my days were all the same was because I wanted them like that, perhaps.

Omens are the individual language in which God talks to you. My omens are not your omens.

We must get rid of the idea of fulfilling what people expect us to do, and start to do what we expect from our lives.

God is here, right now, at our side. We can see him in this mist, in the ground we're walking on, even in my shoes. His angels keep watch while we sleep and help us in our work. In order to find God, you have only to look around.

Life is like Twitter: nobody wants to sign off.