**oana**:
"Winter, a lingering season, is a time to gather golden moments, embark upon a sentimental journey, and enjoy every idle hour."
**oana**:
“The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.”
**oana**:
I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.
**oana**:
“Dreams are matters of the heart, things that pull you along as if they have hooked you someplace deep inside.”
**oana**:
“We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.”
**oana**:
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."
**oana**:
“Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.”
**oana**:
“The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.”
