I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It's all a question of how I view my life.

Fight for your dreams, and your dreams will fight for you.

She regretted having taken his hand, she wanted to get away from there as soon as possible, to hide her shame, never again to see that man who had witnessed all that was most sordid in her, and who nevertheless continued to treat her with such tenderness. But again she remembered Mari's words: She didn't need to explain her life to anyone, not even to the young man standing before her.

In his or her life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant. Builders may take years over their tasks, but one day they will finish what they are doing. Then they will stop, hemmed in by their own walls. Life becomes meaningless once the building is finished. Those who plant suffer the storms and the seasons and rarely rest. Unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And by its constant demands on the gardner's attentions, it makes of the gardener's life a great adventure.

People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being. Maybe that's why they give up on it so early, too.

Using your car as a weapon and impenetrable armor.

Man needs to choose, not just accept, his destiny.