The dream is the living hope of things we have not experienced, it is tomorrow today and the future now. It's being able to smell the rose even though it's far away.
When I'm playing my guitar It seems like the world stops. They say my guitar cries Because I only play sad and melancholic lyrics It's the translation of my suffering...
Gustavo André
The man who remains silent and listens does not dissipate what he knows, and learns what he ignores.
Marquis of Maricá
Always believe that each day that dawns is your last.
Horace
Many complain of little money, others of little luck, some of little memory, none of little sense.
Marquis of Maricá
Commerce is the art of abusing someone's desire or need for something.
Jules Goncourt