“It takes more than just desire to make something come true. It takes persistence and perseverance to fulfill a dream.”

We live in a world that is like art painted by the light in so many colors.

We’re all looking for something, but all it really is, is love in some way or another.

Behind every face there is so much more.

With night came the moon, and I saw the stars. Looking for the light, I found it in you and myself.

She looked for him all over only to find that he was already here.

There is a dream in you. You just have to believe.

Some places stay like an old memory that no matter where you are or where you go, that place is always with you like home.

Every heart carries love and light. No one can ever take that away.

They say the sky is the limit. But there is no limit to how far you can go.

Wherever you are, wherever you are going, just look within.

We are like atoms dancing with each other, sometimes meeting each other, sometimes separating from each other.

Dancing in the light like a lotus in bloom, she opens up herself to the world.

If we could see ourselves in earth and the earth in ourselves, we could see how we cannot survive without it.

There is wealth in grains of salt and drops of sea because every little bit counts and makes the oceans what it is.

We repress, Oppress and silence her voice but forget that without her, nothing is possible.

Even when it feels like nothing is happening, something is happening. Everything happens when we are ready and the timing is right.

How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.

Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.

Do you know my friend that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desire and aptitudes?

Mastery is not a question of genetics of luck, but of following your natural inclinations and the deep desires that stirs you from within.

The stoical scheme of supplying our wants by lopping off our desires, is like cutting off our feet when we want shoes.

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied?

She knew full well the enormity of her offense, but because her desires were stronger than the code she was breaking, she persisted in breaking it.

The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.