Everything moves, and everything moves to a rhythm. And everything that moves to a rhythm creates a sound. At this moment, the same thing is happening here and everywhere else in the world.

When we postpone the harvest, the fruit rots, but when we postpone our problems, they keep on growing.

I think that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we wind up attracting even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange.

We pretend to be strong because we are weak.

The best way to serve God is by going in search of your own dreams. Only the happy can spread happiness.

Anyone who has known happiness will never again be able humbly to accept sadness.

Love is what dreams are made of!