a mí me riza el viento; a mí me pinta el sol.

The art of progress is to preserve order amid change, and to preserve change amid order.

People who base their self-esteem on how poorly they can treat other people are trash.

The best people I know are always evaluating and improving themselves. The unhappy people are usually evaluating and judging others.

I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?

effort goes a long way, show that something matters and watch the love give itself back to you.

Deja que tu alma respire.

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.

I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.