Love is much more demanding than it itself supposes: nine tenths of love are in falling in love, one tenth in the substance of love.
All happiness is uncertain and unstable.
Seneca
I ask myself every day who am I?! If I remember who I was, I see myself... and the past is the present in memory. Nothing but the instant knows me.
Unknown
We are not GOD. We are demigods and certain things are not within our reach.
Claudio A
Now I see I see now that what we went through together was all in vain. I see that it wasn't worth all the times you told me that you loved me and that you would never leave...
Biaaa
Without heart... whithout emotions... How can a man live like me... Live hollow...
Lidyane Prado