The Mirror Reflects Perfectly; It

He Has The Qualities Of A Rock.

After All, What Is Happiness? Love, They Tell Me. But Love Doesn't Bring And Never Has Brought Happiness. On The Contrary, It's A Constant State Of Anxiety, A Battlefield; It's Sleepless Nights, Asking Ourselves All The Time If We're Doing The Right Thing. Real Love Is Composed Of Ecstasy And Agony.

The Book Is A Film That Takes Place In The Mind Of The Reader. That's Why We Go To Movies And Say, "oh, The Book Is Better."

In Order To Have Faith In His Own Path, He Does Not Need To Prove That Someone Else's Path Is Wrong.

Why Is Patience So Important?" "because It Makes Us Pay Attention.