I WANTED TO FLY... TO FLY FAR AWAY... AWAY FROM YOU...
Chasing dreams We ride through life Like crazy and brave pawns Who chase lost oxen, Dreams that run away. Until the horses, Hopes, Moved...
Thaíse F.S. Klich
The lie has short legs
Saying
DECEMBER Who comes to my head and heart at the end of the year, between joy and pain? What dream, what mystery, what prayer? Love.
Carlos Drummond de Andrade
When you are in difficulties and think about giving up, remember the obstacles you have already overcome. LOOK BACK. If you stumble and fall, get up, don't be prostrate,...
Unknown
Eternal, creative, altered. Nature photosenses itself - in me. (c)Eliana Mora, April 12/2007
Eliana Mora