A dog passes by with snow on its back - where does it take it?
When we feel that there is no reason to be liked, we are on the verge of hating you.
Luc de Clapiers Vauvenargues
I'm not a toy for you to play with my feelings, a feeling that we don't know where to start or where to end, I just know that something strong hurts inside...
Bryan
There is no height without abandoning the old ground.
Friedrich Nietzsche
The irrational intolerance of many excuses or justifies the hypocrisy or dissimulation of some.
Marquis of Maricá
Friendship expresses things that words cannot explain
Catrian