They spent days, nights, weeks, and years talking, never accepting the fact that, good or bad, an idea only exists when someone tries to put it into practice.

Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere.

JOY goes against the foundations of mathematics: it multiplies when we divide.

We need to clear our minds of bad thoughts.

The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

It is not difficult to rebuild a life. All we need is to be aware that we have the same strength we had before, and to use it in our favor.

But how to explain suffering because of a man? It's not explainable. With that kind of suffering, a person feels as if they're in hell, because there is no nobility, no greatness - only misery.