The future belongs to God, and it is only he who reveals it, under extraordinary circumstances.

Forget about shortcuts. Instead, enjoy the wonders of your path.

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

She wants to drink that man too, and then she can forget forever the cheap wine that you gulp down and that makes you feel drunk, but always leaves you with a headache and an empty space in your soul.

After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it's sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.

We must have a university degree even if we never get a job in the area of knowledge we were forced to study.

They say that extroverts are unhappier than introverts and have to compensate for this by constantly proving to themselves how happy and contented and at ease with life they are.