domingo, 26 de agosto de 2012

Thinking, my father believes, is the source of all bad things, because thinking is the opposite of doing.

segunda-feira, 7 de maio de 2012

Se tens un coração de ferro, bom proveito. O meu fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todos os dias.

sexta-feira, 13 de abril de 2012

En el corazón de todos los inviernos vive una primavera palpitante, y detrás de cada noche, viene una aurora sonriente.

quarta-feira, 4 de abril de 2012

"What day is it?" asked Pooh.
"It's today," squeaked Piglet.
"My favorite day," said Pooh.

terça-feira, 7 de fevereiro de 2012

Let me decorate many hearts
And paint a thousands faces with colours of inspiration and silent sounds of valse
Let me be like a child,
Run barefoot through the forest of laughing and crying people,
Giving the flowers of imagination and wonders that God gives free
Shall I fall on bended knees, and wait for some one to bless me with happiness and a life of golden dreams?
No. I shall run into the desert of life with my arms open, sometimes falling, sometimes stumbling.
But always picking myself up, a thousand times if necessary, sometimes happy.
Often life will burn me, often life will caress me tenderly, and many of my days will be haunted
With complications and obstacles, and there will be moments so beautiful
That my soul will weep in ecstasy
I shall be a witness, but never shall I run or turn from my life, from me.