Longing is what remains when love passes through us.
IMAGINATION IS LIKE A BIRD Imagination is like a bird, outside the cage, it flies. In music, theater or dance; On the piano, in the scene or in the step, she flies...
ROBERTO ALVES
What's between her and me? The incessant search, the hunt Not to satisfy the "hunger" The pleasure of the search Of madness Of the imminent danger Kill or be killed Feline, thank you...
Unknown
There is a great stimulus that moves human life. This stimulus is your end, it is your goal, it is everything; This stimulus is what continually encourages her to search for knowledge,...
Raumsol
On this home soil, I get tired of seeing writers, intellectuals from different areas of knowledge present their opinions on violence to draw the attention of...
João Bezerra Silva - Lawyer
No matter how much we search, we only find ourselves.
Anatole France