Love is winning the war without starting the war. (L'amour, c'est gagner la guerre - Sans commencer la guerre)

The water shines only by the sun. And it is you who are my sun.

Rain on your body burned my heart. (Pluie sur ton corps - Brûla mon coeur.)

For him, she bends over backwards. It is origami of the heart. (Pour lui, elle se plie en quatre. - C'est l'origami du cœur)

The king who has the broad bean does not have one whole wafer. (Le roi qui a la fève - N'a la galette entière.)

Love is tears of joy, this is the baptism of fingers. (L'amour, c'est larme de joie, - C'est le baptême des doigts)

We have a thousand possible, but only one is the target. (Nous avons mille possibles, - Mais un seul est la cible)

The regrets are like yesterday: they announce only the future. (Les regrets sont comme hier: - Ils n'annoncent que le futur)

The memory of the dead is indeed a good remorse. (Le souvenir des morts - Est bien un bon remords)

Even Jesus, three days, died. Who is strong doesn't make the strong. (Même Jésus, trois jours, est mort. Qui est fort ne fait le fort)

Mystery of love is like digging water: everything closes. (Mystère de l'amour est comme - Creuser l'eau : tout se referme)

Pray always and seek guidance from the Creator.

You be careful, Wizard. Interestingly eccentric friends aren't easy to find.

Before you ask God to bless you, give Him a reason to.

My faith helps me understand that circumstances don't dictate my happiness, my inner peace.

No right can come by conquest, unless there were a right of making that conquest.

I don't always understand my characters. I write to understand them better.

I was at a public school until I was in sixth grade when I moved to New York.

Nothing is truly infamous, but what is wicked; and therefore shame can never disturb an innocent and virtuous mind.

I do have a fantasy life in which I can grout bathrooms - but not for a living.

When you THROW DIRT at people, you're not doing a thing but LOSING GROUND.