Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.

I believe that I am guided by chance encounters. I believe in the miracle of chance encounters.

The pain of yesterday is the strength of today.

When someone leaves, it's because someone else is about to arrive.

Love creates bridges where it would seem they were impossible.

It is not necessary to move mountains in order to prove one's faith.

Other people think exactly the opposite: they surrender themselves without a second thought, hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems. They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything.