Whatever you could do with your hands was important because it kept you in a motion of being able to produce something, and producing something kept you balanced in a way.

I was discovering that the most precious gift someone can give us is time, because what gives time its value is death.

In this condition of the most devastating humiliation, I still possessed the most precious of liberties, that no-one could take away from me: that of deciding who I wanted to be.

What we have in Colombia is a war against the poor and the guerillas from the left side are against the poor.

It is said that the compensation for the effort courage, tenacity, and endurance displayed during the journey was not happiness. Nor glory. What God offered as a reward was only rest.

In Colombia today we have 16% of the population, which is a very small amount of the population owning 90% of the land and 20 years ago it wasn't like that.

I knew of no instruction manual for reaching a higher level of humanity and a greater wisdom. But I felt intuitively that laughter was the beginning of wisdom, as is was indispensable for survival.

If you believe what you say, words will become reality.

I no longer knew whether it was raindrops or my own tears that were flowing down my cheeks, and I hated to have to drag along this relic of a sniveling child.

Hostages want to survive - they are very focused on their own little view of things.

Sometimes I'm fragile, sometimes too emotional, but I'm putting everything I can on my side to be a happy person.

The teacher works in accordance with the prospects of his students and the possibility of maintaining the community of Sufis.

You can have practically anything you want in this world, if you have great credit.

For now, I'll let you plead temporary amnesia, " he said and lifted my chin to him. "But I'm never going to forget what it felt like when you were biting my lip instead of your own.

I have no problem with violence, I have no problem playing horrible people.

I'd let my golden chances pass me by.

I sometimes suspect that half our difficulties are imaginary and that if we kept quiet about them they would disappear.

A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.

You don't need an invitation to your own life.

I talk to friends who get their feelings hurt when they read Twitter mentions. I have an amazing solution - don't read Twitter mentions.

All my friends make really small, naturalistic, dialogue-heavy movies, so I'm kind of used to that. I didn't want my movie to be rambly and I didn't want it to be cutesy, or quirky, or clever.