When I was young, in the morning I was happy, / at night I cried; today that I am older, / I begin my day doubtfully, but / sacred and serene is its end.
What we call our despair is often the painful craving for unsatisfied hope.
George Eliot
Religion calms the brave and encourages the weak.
Marquis of Maricá
Mean be your words and eloquent be your silence.
Filaret
The only distance between me and who I want to be is the size of my desire.
Francisco Godoy Pereira
WORDS The most selfish two-letter word, “I”, Avoid it. The most poisonous three-letter word, “EGO”, Eliminate it. The most used four-letter word,...
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