They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own. >>
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. >>
Certainties are arrived at only on foot. >>
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. >>
I am more afraid of my own heart than the Pope and all his cardinals. >>
In our own hearts, we mold the whole world's hereafters; and in our ow >>
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.