“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.”

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.

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.

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

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.

Spiritual practice is the capacity to offer your love even when you feel hurt, closed down, tense, angry, misunderstood, or hated.

Let the enemy rage at the gate; let him knock, pound, scream, howl; let him do his worst. We know for certain that he cannot enter our soul except by the door of our consent.

If, when stung by slander or ill-nature, we wax proud and swell with anger, it is a proof that our gentleness and humility are unreal, and mere artificial show.

Raw emotions – anger, frustration, bitterness, resentment – are the feelings we tend to hide from people we want to impress but spew on those we love the most.

In life, purpose is defined by the thing that makes you angry. Martin Luther was angry; Mandela was angry; Mahatma Gandhi was angry; Mother Teresa was angry. If you are not angry, you do not have a ministry yet.

Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

There is no sin nor wrong that gives man such a foretaste of Hell in this life as anger and impatience.

Often people ask how I manage to be happy despite having no arms and no legs. The quick answer is that I have a choice. I can be angry about not having limbs, or I can be thankful that I have a purpose. I chose gratitude.