He's seeing my soul, my fears, my fragility, my inability to deal with a world which i pretend to master, but about which I know nothing

we have to listen to the child we once were, the child who still exists inside us. That child understands magic moments. We can stifle its cries, but we cannot silence its voice.The child we once were is still there. Blessed are the children, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.If we are not reborn if we cannot learn to look at life with the innocence and the enthusiasm o childhood it makes no sense to go on living.

Anyone who loves in the expectation of being loved in return is wasting their time.

The journey towards the top of the mountain is always longer than you think. Don't fool yourself: the moment will come where what seemed to be close to you is in fact still very far away.

I never lose when I love. I only lose when I'm afraid to

You start living for the obsession alone ... You want to arrive somewhere regardless of whether you're enjoying the road or not.

Mistakes you commit through audacity are easily corrected with more audacity.