Sorin Cerin

The one who did not understood that his time__ root supports his life tree was born in vain.

We have a lot of thoughts throughout our entire life, but ultimately we get all to the conclusion of a single thought: Death!

Does somebody know why the consciousness of death has to die?

No matter how many snowstorms will pass through you, none will bring you the spring like love will.

Do not walk away from death because you came out of it.

If you combine the suffering__ great color palette you will find happiness as well.

All the stars in the sky cannot worth as much as yours only because it belongs to you.

There are not wings of dreams that have not previously dealt with the flight of black thoughts.

Do not rummage through your thought__ drawer because you will be ever more disorientated than they are.

Was there ever something not known before it was recognized?

What shell did not feel the sound waves and which bird did not face at least once the wind?

Has anyone succeeded in being his own desire?

When clouds will become heavier than the land in us led our entire life by the steps of our Destiny, we will understand that not their moments_ rain has darkened the sun of our life, but the failure to be ourselves.

Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.

We are angrier with the sky than with our actions.

Where do we people go if not towards the perfection of our own illusion?

Could there ever be a wise man without the wisdom or life or without the death of illusion?

How many minutes will still die in the swamp of your illusion of being human?