Love is a complicated path, and that path can lead us up to heaven or hurl us down into hell.

Love transforms and love cures;but,sometimes,love builds deadly traps and can end up destroying a person who had resolved to give him or herself completely.What is this complex feeling which,deep down,is the only reason we continue to live,struggle and improve?

Only a fool makes threats, and only another fool feels threatened.

I write from my soul. This is the reason that critics don't hurt me, because it is me.

The language of enthusiasm, of things accomplished with love and purpose, and as part of a search for something believed in and desired.

Travel is never a matter of money but of courage

Love appears and says: "You think you're heading towards a specific point, but the whole justification for the goal's existence lies in your love for it. Rest a little,but as soon as you can, get up and carry on. Because ever since your goal found out that you were traveling toward it, it has been running to meet you.