There's no such thing as dead languages, only dormant minds. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón

A secret's worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.

Now I know I have already lost you. I have lost everything. Even so, I can't let you go forever and allow you to forget me without letting you know that I don't bear you any grudge, that I knew it from the start, I knew that I was going to lose you and that you would never see in me what I see in you. I want you to know that I loved you from the very first day and that I still love you, now more than ever, even if you don't want me to.

Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.