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There is a life visible to everyone, and there is another one that only belongs to us, of which nobody knows nothing.
Everyone has his own "not man's land" in which it's the total owner of himself. This doeen't mean at all that, from ethics point of view, one it's moral and the other one is immoral; one is licit and the other one illicit. Simply the man every now and then escapes to any control, he lives in the freedom and the mystery.

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You must dream: hold on to reality with our dreams, to not forget we're alive.
You must dream: and, in dream, we will discover values that we forgot, we'll discover ignored values, we'll revise mistakes from out pastand the physionomy of our future.

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I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that strangely no one had ever thought of bottling.

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She possessed a strange charm that seduced in a slow but relentless way.

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The majority of the traditions are not other that the diseases of a society.

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When he had to flatter Isobel, Siraj did not know his dignity's boudaries.

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And as he watched them walk out of St Patrick's, Thomas Carter would think of their lives as the blank pages of a book in which he had written the initial chapters of a story he would never be allowed to finish.

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"Again you drive me to despair,
Maximilian," said Valentine, "again you plunge the dagger into the wound! What would you do, tell me, if your sister listened to such a proposition?"
"Mademoiselle," replied Morrel with a bitter smile, "I am selfish -- you have already said so -- and as a selfish
man I think not of what others would do in my situation, but of what I intend doing myself. I think only that I
have known you not a whole year. From the day I first saw you, all my hopes of happiness have been in securing your affection. One day you acknowledged that you loved me, and since that day my hope of future happiness has rested on obtaining you, for to gain you would be life to me. Now, I think no more; I say only that fortune has turned against me -- I had thought to gain heaven, and now I have lost it. It is an every-day occurrence for a gambler to lose not only what he possesses but also what he has not.

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Appreciate what you are for you are love, the love you search in everything and everywhere. Welcome what you are because you are what you try to be, what you want to be, you are life that creates your own life. Accept yourself, love of your love, because you are what you need to be. Smile at the love you emanate because you are that love you seek everywhere, peace of the senses.

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"Do you remember your father, Haidee?" The young Greek smiled. "He is here, and here," said she, touching
her eyes and her heart. "And where am I?" inquired Monte Cristo laughingly. "You?" cried she, with tones of thrilling tenderness, "you are everywhere!"