We often give different names to things: What to me are thorns, you call roses.
Sigh The sun touches the ground The song stains the silence And the taste of your kisses And the sigh of a painless love The colorful tiles of the sidewalk In a designed mosaic...
Eva Poster Avila
The worst relationship is one based on lies, which ends up deceiving, making us believe that we have what we cannot have, what everyone calls love. And when and...
Aldenir Queiroz
You can do anything, except make others suffer: that's my moral.
Gustave Flaubert
We don't play to please the critics. We play what we want, when we want and as much as we want. And we have reasons to play.
Bob Marley
Deep within me resides a soul. A soul forgotten by established dogmas, by the deep-rooted armor used as a shield for a culture, which at...
Willmichela Toledo