Happiness is something that multiplies when it is divided.

So we contemplate each other, and we want each other, and I give it life and warmth, and it gives me my reason for living.

Love transforms and love cures;but,sometimes,love builds deadly traps and can end up destroying a person who had resolved to give him or herself completely.What is this complex feeling which,deep down,is the only reason we continue to live,struggle and improve?

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

The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

Man struggles to survive, not to succumb

The two hardest tests on the spiritual road are the patience to wait for the right moment and the courage not to be disappointed with what we encounter.