I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. When I breathe in, I am breathing in the laughter, tears, victories, passions, thoughts, memories, existence, joys, moments, and the hues of the sunlight on many tones of skin; I am breathing in the same air that was exhaled by many before me. The air that bore them life. And so how can I ever say that I am alone?

This world and everything in it is only temporary; eternity is out there, we swim in it. And within our temporary bodies we carry inside of us eternity. There are but atoms separating us from the everlasting. Merely atoms.

And at that moment, Thibaut knew he was a murderer. He had murdered his brother that night; he had taken away his brother's soul.

The conception of each star was at the point of no return; of a desperate soul struggling to master the winds!

Do not ever allow your mind to rob your soul of what belongs to it.

A broken soul is not the absence of beauty, but a cracked and torn soul reeks of the sweet incense it contains.