The moment that he begins to walk along it, the warrior of the light recognizes the path.

Love doesn't need to be discussed; it has its own voice and speaks for itself.

The Gift belongs to whoever chooses to accept it. It is enough to believe and not to be afraid to make a few mistakes.

Sorrows do not last forever when we are journeying towards the thing we have always wanted.

Don’t allow your wounds to transform you into someone you are not.

Walk firmly and with joy, without being afraid of stumbling. All your movements are being watched by your allies that will help you when necessary.

Accumulating love brings luck, accumulating hatred brings calamity.