The Act Of Discovering Who We Are

Simple Things Are The Most Valuable And Only Wise People Appreciate Them".

After All, What Is Happiness? Love, They Tell Me. But Love Doesn't Bring And Never Has Brought Happiness. On The Contrary, It's A Constant State Of Anxiety, A Battlefield; It's Sleepless Nights, Asking Ourselves All The Time If We're Doing The Right Thing. Real Love Is Composed Of Ecstasy And Agony.

A Prayer Couched In The Words Of The Soul, Is Far More Powerful Than Any Ritual.

I Am Living Here And Now. The Blessing Of My Life Is That I Am Totally Concentrating On The Present Moment. And I Want To Be Because There Is Nothing But The Present Moment.

Millions Of Couples Out There Practiced The Art Of Sadomasochism Every Day, Without Even Realizing It. They Went To Work, Came Back, Complained About Everything, Insulted Their Wife Or Were Insulted By Her, Felt Wretched, But Were, Nonetheless, Tightly Bound To Their Own Unhappiness, Not Realizing That All It Would Take Was A Single Gesture, A Final Goodbye, To Free Them From That Oppression.