We must love because we are loved by God. We must be conscious of death if we are to have a proper understanding of life. We must struggle in order to grow, but without falling into the trap of the power we gain through that struggle, because we know that power is worthless. Finally, we must accept that our eternal soul is, at this moment, caught in the web of time with all its opportunities and its limitations.

Always saying, "I tried" when you didn't really try at all.

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.

Despising anything that was easy to achieve because if no sacrifice was involved, it obviously isn't worth having.

No matter how you are feeling, get up every morning and prepare to let your light shine forth.

It's in the present that lies the secret: if you pay attention to the present you will be able to enhance it.

There is no time to leave important words unsaid.