Everything is a matter of courage.

People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being. Maybe that's why they give up on it so early, too.

Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.

With the rain, falls the wisdom of heaven.

The search can be as interesting as the fear you feel, as long as you overcome that fear.

Certain people, in their eagerness to construct a world no external threat can penetrate build exaggeratedly high defense againts the outside world, againts new people, new places, different experiences and leave their own world stripped bare. It is there that bitterness begins irrevocable work.

The act of discovering who we are will force us to accept that we can go further than we think.