“Minutes remain the same length whether they are held against the span of years or minutes themselves. Yet, when minutes are held against themselves, they seem so terribly brief. Therefore, we’d be wise to celebrate life before minutes are all that’s left.”

“men are undoubtedly more in danger from prosperity than from adversity. for when matters go smoothly, they flatter themselves, and are intoxicated by their success”

“And you know what? If there is a God, and it’s that same God who’s so eager to have temples built in honor of his greatness, and wars fought over him, and people dropping to their knees telling him what a wonderful, magnificent being he is? If this all-powerful, all-knowing creature for some reason just can’t get by without my worship? Then let him give me some proof. Or at least get over himself if I decide to go out and get some.”

“You can convert your time into anything you want”

“It was a subtle refinement of God to learn Greek when he wished to write a book – and that he did not learn it better.”

“It wasn’t only until recently, while training my own mindset, that I realized, “How can I give what I do not have?”

“If you impregnate your thoughts with luscious lights, the future will be brighter than the past.”

“You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with words, who is willing to create a place where your imagination can wander. We build this place with the sand of memories; these castles are our memories and inventiveness made tangible. So part of us believes that when the tide starts coming in, we won’t really have lost anything, because actually only a symbol of it was there in the sand. Another part of us thinks we’ll figure out a way to divert the ocean. This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won’t wash them away. I think this is a wonderful kind of person to be.”

“TimeYou were the oneI wanted mostto stay.But time could notbe kept at bay.The more it goes,the more it’s gone—the more it takes away.”

“The truth is, immigrants tend to be more American than people born here.”

“if the rain you left behindfor me to deal withtaught me anything in this life,it would be that after every showerthere would be rays of sunso I will believe the sky when it criesthat all will be okayeventually.”

“She is fragile as the morning dewmelting in the warmth of a child’s smile;stirring at the lonely, lovely waft of a butterfly’s wings;tender as the curve of a wildflower petal.She is fierce as a summer stormnow raging against the fiery sky;now raining tears to soothe the sun-scorched earth.She is soft as a midnight breezeswaying to the sound of waves breakingon distant shores;whispering comfort to a worldsteeped in the dark night of inhumanity.She is brilliant as the rising Phoenixlifting the suffering from the ashes; her own suffering woven into wings of fire in the long watches of the night.She is serene and turbulent as the silvered water hiding currents unknown beneath the gentle gaze of a human who has walked a thousand miles and still has more to go.”

“Le bonheur arrive quand on s`y attend le moins.”