One never knows what life may have in store for us, and it's always good to know where the emergency exit is.

Life will undertake to separate us, and we must each set off in search of our own path, our own destiny or our own way of facing death.

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.

To heal my wounds, I need to be brave enough to face them.

But no one can lose sight of what he desires. Even if there are moments when he believes the world and the others are stronger. The secret is this: do not surrender.

A prayer couched in the words of the soul, is far more powerful than any ritual.

God exists wherever He is allowed to enter.