And with the passing years, what had once seemed like a miracle or the luckiest of chances and which he had always promised himself he would never become enslaved by, has gradually become his sole reason to go on living.

Once someone asked me, "What do you want to be your epitaph?" So I said, "Paulo Coelho died when he was alive.

Walking is almost as important as breathing, for me.

Perhaps love makes us grow old before our time and makes us young again when youth has passed.

If you have a work instead of a job, every day is holiday

When we are walking our chosen path, we walk elegantly, emanating light.

The Saint finds her true reason for living in unconditional love and in her ability to give without asking anything in return.