Even if loving meant leaving, or solitude, or sorrow, love was worth every penny of its price.
Paulo CoelhoAnyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them.
Paulo CoelhoThe rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change: Yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.
Paulo Coelho