We can never found the soul, just as we can never wound God, but we become imprisoned by our memories, and that makes our lives wretched, even when we have everything we need in order to be happy.

Haters are confused admirers who can’t understand why everybody else likes you

We must do jobs we detest because we are part of an organized society, and if everyone did what they wanted to do, the world would come to a standstill.

And because of our selfishness, we will be condemned to the worst torture humankind ever invented for itself: loneliness.

Anyone who loves needs to know both how to lose himself and how to find himself.

We become imprisoned by our memories, and that makes our lives wretched.

The Lord often has his prophets climb mountains to converse with Him. I always wondered why He did that, and now I know the answer: when we are on high, we can see everything else as small. Our glory and sadness lose their importance. Whatever we conquered or lost remains there below. From the heights of the mountain, you see how large the world is, and how wide its horizons.