We are so afraid of the idea of having to die… that we always try to find excuses for the dead, as if we were asking beforehand to be excused when it is our turn…

Inside us there is something that has no name, that something is what we are.

If I'm sincere today, what does it matter if I regret it tomorrow?

blindness is a private matter between a person and the eyes with which he or she was born.

...the human being to lack that second skin we call egoism has not yet been born, it lasts much longer than the other one, that bleeds so readily.

... that destiny has to make many turnings before arriving anywhere, destiny alone knows what it has cost ...

We all have our moments of weakness, just as well that we are capable of weeping, tears are often our salvation, there are times when we would die if we did not weep…

The trouble with this dog is that it has grown too close to human beings, it will suffer as they do.

what is right and what is wrong are simply different ways of understanding our relationships with the others, not that which we have with ourselves

Virtue, should there be anyone who still ignores the fact, always finds pitfalls on the extremely difficult path of perfection, but sin and vice are so favoured by fortune...

I should probably get a stone. A stone would be good. A stone would save me, would salvage all the damage we had already done, all the things we had given up or lost.

We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

My illusion, the idea of a soul mate, was so entrenched in my fantasy that the thought of letting him go, wrecked me.

The ocean sleeps. The ocean wakes. And the waking of the ocean is the waking of the soul. At midnight wakefulness springs from within the ocean.

Observe your imperfections. Love them. Then move through them.

I am not the best, but I am capable of achieving the impossible.

I loove the Backstreet Boys.

I do believe in the power of prayer.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.

I am a wild and crazy guy!