But human beings are like that, she thought. We've replaced nearly all our emotions with fear.

Life moves very fast. It rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.

We still did not answer the questions that are important to us

The taste of things recovered is the sweetest honey we will ever know.

In the southern hemisphere, covering the Christmas tree with fake snow even though winter has nothing to do with the birth of Christ.

This is for you,' he (the Alchemist) said, holding one of the parts (of gold) out to the monk. 'It's for your generosity to the pilgrims.' 'But this payment goes well beyond my generosity,' the monk responded. 'Don't say that again. Life might be listening, and give you less the next time.

Love does not to be understood. It needs only to be shown.