The light of love flows out of my soul, but it can go nowhere because it's blocked by pain. I could inhale and exhale every morning for the rest of my life, but that wouldn't solve anything.

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

A Warrior also knows that the fool who gives advice about someone else's garden is not tending his own plants.

Elegance is achieved when all that is superfluous has been discarded and the human being discovers simplicity and concentration: the simpler and more sober the posture, the more beautiful it will be.

I cannot lose the one thing that keeps me alive : hope -

Life will undertake to separate us, and we must each set off in search of our own path, our own destiny or our own way of facing death.

I am not happy, and the quest for happiness as a principal objective is not part of my world. Of course, ever since I can remember, I have done what I felt like doing.