Proof that nature is wise is that she didn't even know we would wear glasses and notice how she placed our ears.
Eyes that I loved that did not rest on mine that fled, cowered like false eyes of a god. Eyes that search the road without ever reaching the end, eyes that...
Joyce Lavigne..
At this moment I reflect my various selves........ with each passing moment, a new feeling and a new me emerges..... My happy self.... My sad self.... My self...
Rouse
How I wish I could turn back time, and start our story again, how I love you, I love you intensely.
Lândya Martinho
The era of employment is over. The era of work begins.
Vaclau Havel
Who is a friend? "Another me".
Zeno of Eleia