When we are walking our chosen path, we walk elegantly, emanating light.

The desert is a capricious lady, and sometimes she drives men crazy.

Intense, unexpected suffering passes more quickly than suffering that is apparently bearable; the latter goes on for years and, without our noticing, eats away at our souls, until, one day, we are no longer able to free ourselves from the bitterness and it stays with us for the rest of our lives.

Tragedy depends on the way you see it. If you chose to be a victim of the world, anything which happens to you will feed that dark side of your soul, where you consider yourself wronged, suffering, guilty and deserving punishment. If you choose to be an adventurer, the changes - even the inevitable losses, since everything in this world changes - can cause some pain, but will soon thrust you forward, forcing you to react.

And I began to feel sorry for myself; for so many years, my drawer full of memories had held the same old stories.

It is not enough to dream of the Impossible Love - it is necessary to conquer it too.

That is a question we cannot answer before, or even during, the trials. Only when we have overcome them do we understand why they were there.