This was the kiss I had waited for so long - a kiss born by the river of our childhood, when we didn't yet know what love meant. A kiss that had been suspended in the air as we grew, that had traveled in the world in the sovenier of a medal, and that had remained hidden behind piles of books. A kiss that had been lost and now was found. In the moment of that kiss were years of searching, disillusionment and impossible dreams.

Maktub" (It is written.)

Carry in your memory, for the rest of your life, the good things that came out of those difficulties. They will serve as a proof of your abilities and will give you confidence when you are faced by other obstacles.

You must find your treasure in order to make sense of everything you discovered on the path.

It’s not always enough to be forgiven by someone, in most cases we have to forgive ourselves first.

The taste of things recovered is the sweetest honey we will ever know.

Personal growth has its price, and she was paying it without complaint.