None of us can know what tomorrow will hold, because each day has its good and its bad moments.

I can speak to my soul only when the two of us are off exploring deserts or cities or mountains or roads.

What we see is not always what exists.

Anyone who tries to imprison love will cut off the spring that feeds it, and the trapped water will grow stagnant and rank.

There is no sin but the lack of love.

As he mused about these things, he realized that he had to choose between thinking of himself as the poor victim of a thief and as an adventurer in quest of his treasure.

I've done everything I wanted to do, even if I have had to pay a very high price - which has been the case most of the time.