Thats because, like everyone else on the planet, you believed that time would teach you to grow closer to God. But time doesnt teach; it merely brings us a sense of weariness and of growing older.
Time neither moves nor is stationary. Time changes.
A warrior of light who trusts too much in his intelligence will end up underestimating the power of his opponent.
We must never forget that spiritual experience is above all a practical experience of love. And with love, there are no rules.
Love is the only thing that will save us, independent of any mistakes we may make. Love is always stronger.
Love simply is. That is the testament of Athena or Sherine or Hagia Sofia – love is. No definitions. Love and don’t ask too many questions. Just love.
The light of love flows out of my soul, but it can go nowhere because it’s blocked by pain. I could inhale and exhale every morning for the rest of my life, but that wouldn’t solve anything.
No one can learn to love by following a manual, and no one can learn to write by following a course. I’m not telling you to seek out other writers but to find people with different skills from yourself, because writing is no different from any other activity done with joy and enthusiasm.
I love you like a river that creates the right conditions for trees and bushes and flowers to flourish along its banks. I love you like a river that gives water to the thirsty and takes people where they want to go.
I love you like a river that begins as a solitary trickle in the mountains and gradually grows and joins other rivers until, after a certain point, it can flow around any obstacle in order to get where it wants.
Fear exists until the moment when the unavoidable happens, after that we must waste none of our energy on it.
The River adapts itself to whatever route prove possible, but the river never forgets its one objective: the sea. So fragile at its source, it gradually gathers the strength of the other rivers in encounters. And, after a certain point, its power is absolute.
Never apologize for being yourself.
When two people fall in love, past and future disappear.
I don’t know what’s going to happen to me tomorrow. That’s why I don’t save my best for last.
You cannot trust a person until you know where and how he lives.
When I had nothing more to lose, I was given everything. When I ceased to be who I am, I found myself. When I experienced humiliation and yet kept on walking, I understood that I was free to choose my destiny.
When we love, it is not necessary to understand what is happening outside, because everything happens inside us instead.
To each of man’s ages the Lord gives its own anxieties.
Perhaps love makes us grow old before our time and makes us young again when youth has passed.