Even Stopped Clocks Are Right Twice A

Intense, Unexpected Suffering Passes More Quickly Than Suffering That Is Apparently Bearable; The Latter Goes On For Years And, Without Our Noticing, Eats Away At Our Souls, Until, One Day, We Are No Longer Able To Free Ourselves From The Bitterness And It Stays With Us For The Rest Of Our Lives.

Dreams Are The Language Of God.

In The Intervals Between Battles, The Warrior Rests.

What Other People Think Is More Important Than What We Feel.

From That Day On, It Was The Desert That Would Be Important. She Would Look To It Everyday, And Would Try To Guess Which Star The Boy Was Following In Search Of His Treasure. She Would Have To Send Her Kisses On The Wind Hoping That The Wind Would Touch The Boy's Face, And Would Tell Him That She Was Alive.