There are two kinds of world: the one we dream about and the real one.

Go for the impossible. I always tried to find my own limits. So far I did not find them, so my universe is in constant expansion.

Once in a mental hospital, a person grows used to the freedom that exists in the world of madness and becomes addicted to it. You no longer have to take on responsibilities, to struggle to earn your daily bread, to be bothered with repetitive, mundane tasks. You could spend hours looking at a picture or making absurd doodles. Everything is torelated because, after all, the person is mentally ill.

To the warriors of light, there is no such thing as impossible love. They don’t allow themselves to be intimidated by silence, or by rejection. They know that – behind the icy mask people wear – there is a heart of fire. That is why the warriors risk more than others. They tirelessly seek love – even if this means hearing, many times over, the word ‘no’, returning home defeated, feeling rejected in body and soul. Warriors don’t allow themselves to be discouraged. Without love, live has no meaning.

Come on, let's go. Crazy people do crazy things.

When we feel weak, all we have to do is wait a little while. The spring returns and the winter snows melt and fill us with new energy.

Courage in the path is what makes the path manifest itself.