When I was 40, I wrote my first book, The Pilgrimage, and I said to myself, "why did it take so long for me to write this book?" Because my dream, since I was 10 years old, was to be a writer. I said, I have to revisit my life using a metaphor, and the metaphor was basically this boy that has a dream and has to go far away to realize that his dream is close to him.

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.

Live fully, love deeply, let go with no bitterness.

Everyone when they are young knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible.

Our task is not to leave a record of what happened on this date for those who will inherit the Earth; history will take care of that.

In the cycle of nature there is no such thing as victory or defeat; there is only movement.

The warrior knows that he is free to choose his desires, and he makes these decisions with courage, detachment, and - sometimes - with just a touch of madness.