We are all floating on the waters of a stormy stream called fate. But then our time runs out, and the river of life dries up before we have time to understand who we are.

A dream can become a support or a source of suffering. A dream can fill a person with life or kill him. Even if a dream has left a person, a piece of it will always smolder in the depths of his heart. Everyone should imagine at least once that his life is the life of a martyr of God pursuing his dream.