The ability to love itself is not worth much if it is not being realized for the sake of the other human being. Probably for that reason God created men. He is Love and love flourishes only in the relation to other person, since it is a desire to give yourself for others` good and happiness. That is why love cannot exist in loneliness just like fire cannot exist without air. We can constitute some potential of Love like a candle, which can start burning with a flame one day. However, it will not be possible in emptiness...

Undoubtedly many frustrations of contemporary people arise because absorbs us the whole world - material things, career, watching TV and we lose ourselves, other people and even God... That is why I am trying to live so that learning, working and the whole consumption are not the aim in their own right. They should be the means to become more and more a human, to develop my ability to do good and give myself away, not to make my life hit into a vacuum but to make it the source of enrichment, joy and development for another person.

It is a natural desire of relationship with somebody who will accept, understand, appreciate, hug with warmth, cordiality, kindness... I do not think just about talking or having company but I am sure that we need relations with people through whom we find out the truth about ourselves and the reality that surrounds us. The more we are not indifferent but we care for each other, the more we become such special mirrors, in which we find our own thoughts, abilities, answers to doubts bothering us, and even the way of our life...

At meetings the most precious is the possibility to become wealthier with each other. We are like the books we read together and we let read ourselves, and we write them together as well... Just like books, some people are more interesting for us, some are less, but only sometimes we met the one that we are fascinated by. So it is also natural that in some people we find more happiness, and in other less of it. That is why it can be better for us to live alone than to decide on loneliness while living together...

Nevertheless, I very highly appreciate the contacts with other people, because a book, no matter how much interesting and beautiful it could be, is only a world of imagination. A real human being is the real. It is important for me to live my life as intensively as possible - not in a world of illusions, imagination or dreams, because all these are only mirages on the desert of solitude... Our thirst can be only quenched by the real Oasis, where we can sometimes stop and make a gift from what we have...

Now You can also judge if I am such an interesting book to share with me with our richness... It is not enough to stand on the shelf only or to read each other via Internet because a book is living when somebody reaches for it, opens it and turns its pages; sometimes wondering about it and sometimes smiles might beam. I wish You to partake of the act of reading me, I want to read you out too, with the hope that together we will write a beautiful chapter...