Book: On the banks of the river Piedra I sat down and wept

Don't understand - if I wanted to tie him to her even tighter or let loose.

God is one, though he has a thousand names, but only you should choose what name you will call him.

Truth resides where there is Faith.

... it is in those moments when we were both silent, I felt, to what extent he is close to me.

God hides the fires of hell within Paradise.

Many parents make mistakes because they think they know what's best for their children.

... I love this man, and that my love grows and grows stronger with every second. We discovered the world together and abide in him. Whether I like it or not - but it is inseparable from my life and has been present every day.

And here we always kill God. Whether on the cross, at the stake, in exile, or whether his heart - but kill.

... whoever goes in search of God is wasting his time. It can go on many roads and join many religions and sects, but in this way God will not ever acquire. God is here, now, with us.

Less than a week ago I knew who I was and what I wanted out of life.
And now it seems as if some whirlwind throws me from side to side, and I can't help it.

- Try to live simply. Remembrance is for the old.

I write then to the dead longing to melt in the bright sadness, loneliness, in memories.

Love knows not of gradualism. Even before the world had made sense without his presence. Now I need to he was next - or the true radiance of each thing is hidden from me.

- The other is the one who taught me to be, but I'm not. The other believes that man his whole life must think about how to save money to old age not die of hunger. And as he thinks about it, such grandiose plans, which detects that you are alive only when our days on earth are practically done. And then it's too late.