Each of us would do more things if we thought they were less impossible.
so many autumns in a landscape rain in the pines
Alice Ruiz
Because regret, like desire, does not seek to analyze itself, but rather to satisfy itself.
Marcel Proust
Of course these husbands are great bastards. / Homemade bread is never enough for them.
Carlo Goldoni
There is no point in owning something without enjoying it.
Aesop
Daydream I wanted these arms of yours to hug me tenderly... I wanted to kiss these beautiful, innocent, sad, deep eyes of yours and get lost in time...
Maria Eugênia de Medeiros