The well of your soul will not experience the drought until in front of her will appear the moment of eternity to drink from the water of death.

Blessed is he who believes in the illusion because thus he can find his great truth!

How many truths pass wrecking through the Illusion of Life, but none of them is an absolute truth therefore the real truth!

To say that death opposes life is just the same as you would say you live the absolute truth.

I believed in the faith of faith without acknowledging his quality of being an absolute truth.

Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?

Never hide your fear because it will become your own God, hidden inside you.

How would this world be if there was not God? The answer is simple: it would become itself God.

God, listen to the absurdity within us and raise us from the illusion!

O Lord, I am further away from me than from You!

Please, dear God of happiness, show the radiance of your spectrum to our world, which here means to forget everything.

Ma douce... mon incomparable! T'aimer? Mais je t'ai adorée toute ma vie et je ne cesserai jamais de t'aimer? Jamais! Tant qu'il me restera une pensée, un souffle, je t'aimerais...

Look at yourself—Are your eyes Twinkling? Is your heart Dancing? Are your lips Smiling? If yes, then you are truly enjoying Life.

Stories about lives remembered bring us backward while allowing us to move forward.

Do you remember your first real teacher? Your first real teacher is your first sorrow, your first crying!

...when I look at and study the ranks of my books - for I have put the name of each author on the binding - I feel as if I am looking at the holy graves of those who wrote them.

Wisdom in groups is earned by gathering useful data, exploring diverse perspectives, respecting different viewpoints, and then shaped through critical reflection on behalf of tangible outcomes.

My trainer don't tell me nothing between rounds. I don't allow him to. I fight the fight. All I want to know is did I win the round. It's too late for advice.

Only those persons who have lived, really lived, are ready, welcoming, receptive, thankful to death. Then death is not the enemy. Then death becomes the fulfillment.

I covet truth; beauty is unripe childhood's cheat; I leave it behind with the games of youth.

I have been taught that we can make many choices in life, but we cannot choose our final destiny. Our actions do that.