He is never cowardly.

We forget that the world is what we imagine it to be. We stop being the sun and become, instead, the pool of water reflecting it.

Feelings do not grow old along with the body. Feelings form part of a world I don’t know, but it’s a world where there’s no time, so space, no frontiers.

He is also a victim of some injustice; he usually tries to be alone, in order to show his pain to others.

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

A wise person is full of questions. A dull person is full of answers.

The person who does not make a choice dies in the eyes of the Lord, even though he continues to breathe and to walk about the streets. For a man has to choose, therein lies his strength: in the power of his decisions.