“Don’t allow your mind to tell your heart what to do. The mind gives up easily.”

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

God always offers us a second chance in life.

Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure.

All you have to do is to pay attention; lessons always arrive when you are ready, and if you can read the signs, you will learn everything you need to know in order to take the next step.

Nothing in this world happens by chance.

Love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life.

People give flowers as present because flowers contain true meaning of love.

Don’t think about what you’ve left behind.

When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better, too.

Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

If you start by promising what you don’t even have yet, you’ll lose your desire to work towards getting it.

People never learn anything by being told, they have to find out for themselves.

Don’t bother trying to explain your emotions. Live everything as intensely as you can and keep whatever you felt as a gift from God.

Intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life.

Don’t listen to the malicious comments of those friends who, never taking any risks themselves, can only see other people’s failures.

Whatever is not forbidden is permitted.

I like to think that we’ve got a plan, so let’s stick to it. That said, once we’ve stuck to it, we’re allowed as much improvisation as anyone cares to indulge themselves in.

What is this enigmatic impulse that does not allow one to settle down in the achieved, the finished? I think it is a quest for reality.

If something’s just, I’ll let myself be hacked to bits for it.

The truth is I would drown In your depths if you’d let me.

I refuse to let adversity allow me to be average.

There should be three days a week when no one is allowed to say: ‘What’s your sign?’ Violators would have their copies of Kahlil Gibran confiscated.

Repetition continues as long as you let in.