She wasn't a victim of fate, she was running her own risks, pushing beyond her own limits, experiencing things which, one day, in the silence of her heart, in the tedium of old age, she would remember almost with nostalgia - however absurd that might seem.

Each morning brings a hidden blessing; a blessing which is unique to that day, and which cannot be kept or re-used. If we do not use this miracle today, it will be lost.

A Warrior knows that everything a person does has enduring consequences.

Life sometimes separates people so that they can realize how much they mean to each other.

It wasn't a dance, but the complete absence of noise and movement, the silence, that brought me in contact with myself.

On some nights, he has nowhere to sleep, on others he suffers from insomnia. "That's just how it is," thinks the warrior. "I was the one who chose to walk this path."

Loneliness is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.