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.

Once in a mental hospital, a person grows used to the the freedom that exists in the world of insanity and becomes addicted to it.

The only thing tragedy gives us is the opportunity to rebuild our life.

It is necessary to be humble in order to learn.

May love fill your heart, compassion guide your mind, faith rule your soul.

At this moment, many people have stopped living. They do not become angry, nor cry out; they merely wait for time to pass. They did not accept the challenges of life, so life no longer challenges them

Tough times test your valor, persistence and ability to make decisions. They force you to fight for your dreams.