Life is like a crystal ball. It is perfect and beauteous, but a single error can break it into several pieces.

The better poet is not he who writes magnificently on paper, but he who expresses beauty through his feelings and actions.

How dreadful truth is, but how much more dreadful to live in a lie is.

You are the worst of thieves, you stole my heart...

Reality is the cruelest illusion.

The purpose of life is impossible to define, for there is too much to do: one has to love, one has to learn, and live. In the end, there is but one simple explanation: The reason to live is to find its purpose.