Life is a long pilgrimage from fear to love.

I've discovered my vocation. I want to be a writer.

...it was dangerous to overflow because we might end up finding ourselves occupied by our loved ones and drowning them with our love and enthusiasm.

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

And I began to feel sorry for myself; for so many years, my drawer full of memories had held the same old stories.

My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer.

The mere possibility of getting what we want fills the soul of the ordinary person with guilt. We look around at all those who have failed to get what they want and feel that we do not deserve to get what we want either. We forget about all the obstacles we overcame, all the suffering we endured, all the things we had to give up in order to get this far.