“Sooner or later. Late or early. Tears dry. Wounds heal.”

I just love photographing food more than eating it.

Every day you learn something new in order to understand life and find your place under the sun.

We’re in hustle and bustle as if chasing a shadow. We are in a hurry from pleasure to pleasure, But there comes a time of sobering up when there is no oblivion in pleasure.

Only the actions of a person speak about his personality and attitude towards you, do not believe the words, just observe and you will see the truth.

The heart is a beautiful garden that needs to be regularly cleaned of weeds, i.e. forgiving those who made you angry. This makes room for really good things.

Loneliness is still inevitable, it must be accepted as a part of yourself.

In a world full of Kardashians, stay Princess Diana.

You can choose a gift for a loved one for an infinite amount of time.

Live and dream. In a sweet, but invented by you paradise.

Every day is a holiday: you open your eyes, and you realize that you are alive, and this is already a great start, because you might not have woken up.

You breathe, you love, you feel – and that’s enough to learn to see beauty in details. Is it not an art of living to create happiness where it does not exist?

I really want to be that person who radiates good energy, I want to be that person, looking at whom it becomes very warm inside and you want to hug them. Who looks at you with a smile and warmth in his eyes and you just want to love them.

For women, the best way to defend is to attack, and the best way to attack is a sudden and inexplicable retreat.

Be ready to change your goals, but never change your values.

Women talk about love and are silent about lovers, men – on the contrary: they talk about lovers, but are silent about love.

Wish everyone happiness and you yourself will be happy.

A man who does not lick his lips, can he blame the harmattan for drying them?

There’s a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.

Assoon as I stepped out of my mother’s womb on to dry land, I realized that I had made a mistake?but the trouble with children is that they are not returnable.

I don’t join the New Atheists. So, for example, I wouldn’t have the arrogance to lecture some mother who hopes to see her dying child in Heaven – that’s none of my business, ultimately. I won’t lecture her on the philosophy of science.

The problem in Afghanistan is really not so much land as water. It’s a dry country with ample amounts of water running through it, but not to good enough effect.

Movies are boring. It’s like watching paint dry. I did a little role in a movie, and it was eight lines. I was there for three days. It’s just horrible.

When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.

Mud can make you prisoner and the plains can make you dry.