We all know I won't be killed because of this stupid allegation of espionage, but because I decided to be who I always dreamed. And the price of a dream is always high.
What is more important in life? Living or pretending to live?
This is what we call love, the boy said, seeing that the wind was close to granting what he requested. When you are loved, you can do anything in creation.
There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning. Maktub, thought the boy.
If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.
Life is short. Kiss slowly, laugh insanely, love truly and forgive quickly.