When sleep leaves the body like smoke and man, sated with secrets, drives the overworked nag of quarrel out of its stall, then the fire-breathing union begins anew . . .

World, they have taken the small children like butterflies and thrown them, beating their wings, into the fire--

But silence is where victims dwell.

Instead of a homeland I hold the metamorphoses of the world.

We breathed the air of freedom without knowing the language or any person.

We mothers rock into the heart of the world the melody of peace.

To me, a fairy tale seems to have become reality.

If ours souls are thirsty, we can draw freely, livng water from the well of salvation.

Motherhood is a constant battle of going to bed early so you can catch up on sleep and staying awake so you can enjoy some peace and sanity!

Give a man a fish, feed home for a day. Teach a man to fish, feed for a lifetime.

The thing that I like about the way characters are written on the show these days is that nobody's perfect. Everyone has made a lot of mistakes and bad choices.

Certain travelers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

Games are all about taking risks.

I wouldn't include a piece in my collection that I wouldn't wear personally.

The European economy is collapsing! The trans-Atlantic region is a disaster area in terms of economy.

Never let anyone tell you how to live your life.

Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. Want nothing and you will have everything.