Few take up the burden of their own victory; most give up their dreams when these become impossible.

All we have to do is understand that we're all here for a reason and to commit ourselves to that. Then we can laugh at our sufferings, large and small and walk fearlessly, aware that each step has meaning

Mari remembered what she had read in the young girl's eyes the moment she had come into the refectory: fear. Fear. Veronika might feel insecurity, shyness, shame, constraint, but why fear? That was only justifiable when confronted by a real threat: ferocious animals, armed attackers, earthquakes, but not a group of people gathered together in a refectory. But human beings are like that,' she thought. 'We've replaced nearly all our emotions with fear.

I don't want to change anything, because I don't know how to deal with change.

I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write about love-otherwise, my soul won’t survive.

Then, accepting the help of God and of God's signs, he allows his personal legend to guide him toward the tasks that life has reserved for him.

Life is one long training session in preparation for what will come. Life and death lose their meaning; there are only challenges to be met with joy and overcome with tranquility.