torrential rain under the concrete slab a couple of sparrows
The hardest thing is waking up in the middle of the night and not finding your warm body warming me, finding in the empty space the same emptiness that tears my heart apart and...
Jacqueline Batista
The life of a nation, like that of an individual, is a perpetual ruin, a sequence of collapses, an endless expansion of misery and crime.
Anatole France
Common sense is knowing what you should know; the spirit is knowing what to think.
Joseph Joubert
ripe on the branch I will pick the fruit of the woman I love
Carlos Seabra
I am between flower and cloud, star and sea. Why should we be only human, limited to crying? I don't find easy paths to walk. My face is different...
Cecília Meireles