That is why I write - to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into remembrance.
If you must say yes, say it with an open heart. If you must say no, say it without fear.
Leave your comfortable life and go in search of your kingdom.
In the intervals between battles, the Warrior rests.
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?
The parents always insisted on telling their child that their secret friends didn't exist - perhaps because they had forgotten that they too had spoken to their angel at one time. Or, who knows, perhaps they thought they lived in a world where there was no longer any place for angels.