Anyone who knows God cannot describe Him. Anyone who can describe God does not know Him.

We are afraid of losing what we have.

Because of that she had never had enough energy to be herself, a person who, like everyone else in the world, needed other people in order to be happy. But other people were so difficult. They reacted in unpredictable ways, they surrounded themselves with defensive walls, they behaved just as she did, pretending they didn't care about anything. When someone more open to life appeared, they either rejected them outright or made them suffer, consigning them to being inferior, ingenuous.

And the best way to know who we are is often to find out how others see us.

but something always went wrong, and the relationship would end precisely at the moment when she was sure that this was the person with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life. After a long time, she came to the conclusion that men brought only pain, frustration, suffering and a sense of time dragging.

We are what we do, and not what we think we must do.

A fall from the third floor hurts as much as a fall from the hundredth. If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.