“Only when you accept that one day you'll die can you let go, and make the best out of life. And that's the big secret. That's the miracle.”

“People die every day. That was the most comforting thought Brás had while all the obituaries he wrote at the newspaper flashed before him. He just realized that, even when he’s not writing about it, people will keep dying. Isn’t it funny how easily forget about work the moment they leave for the day? Isn’t it strange how we always seem to remember the trivial things from our daily lives, yet we so often forget the most important ones?”

“Each day, we feel more distant from each other, more alone, all while being surrounded by millions. Each day we watch as our city turns into a desert, one in which we are all lost, looking for that oasis we like to call “love”. The more we wait, the more everything and everyone looks like a grain of sand escaping between our fingers before vanishing into the wind. How do we find something or someone we can no longer see, but which is right there before us? And how do we hold on to what is most precious in life?”

“The young open the paper to forget about life by reading the funny strips. The old do it to forget about death by reading other people's obits. My advice: don't open the paper and go on with your life.”

“She was the most beautiful creature on Earth - her hair said so in that language only hair can speak.”

“It takes sometime and a lot of looking around but you eventually find that your home is alot more just the house you live in.”

“It doesn't matter where you're from - or how you feel... There's always peace in a strong cup of coffee.”