“When you’re surrounded by flowers, you breath better.”

My father was always in good spirits, he loved football. It makes me a bit sad because if he could enjoy seeing me now, what I have achieved, that would be a highlight in his life. But I’m sure that he watches over me from above.

But I don’t want to be compared to anyone like to impose my own style of play and do the best for myself and for the club here

For great win! We need great spirit. TO THE END

New year, the same motivation.

It is always a great happiness to be back in my country, to represent the national team and to see friends from so many battles

I’m aware that, whatever the circumstances, there will always be speculation about me.

I always want to give my 100 percent on the field.

New season. New challenge.

I have my flaws too, but I am a professional who doesn’t like to miss or lose.

Never give up, always focused on the next step, All together.

Football has taught us that matches must be played until the last minute.

The number 7 shirt is an honor and a responsibility. I hope it brings me a lot of luck.

Today I woke up and I wonder: What’s happening into the sea?

I am always motivated. I am ambitious and I want to always improve.

Challenges will keep coming. And I’ll keep rising up to them.

I still remember when my teacher told me that football wouldn’t give me anything to eat.

The best books are those which lift us to a higher plane where we breathe a purer atmosphere.

You are a living breathing museum.

Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.

Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.

I am mystic bones and a curious heart. Pain and joy and stardust skin. A sacred soul container. Time and space and matter and illusion. Expansion and contraction. A breathing universe.

The moment we take our last breath on earth, we take our first in heaven.

When you’re feeling exhausted and completely out of breath, turn and fall into his arms and you will find your rest.

How mundane it is for us to realize that we are all breathing under the same sky.