We can't find the truth listening to our own voice's echo. We can find ourselves only in someone's mirror
Open your hands if you want to be held.
What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.
When there's no sign of hope in the desert, so much hope still lives inside despair. Heart, don't kill that hope.
In every religion there is love, yet love has no religion.
O, Great Spirit, open my eyes, open heart's wings, open my ears to your voice in all things.