Alas, Posthumus, Posthumus, fleeting / the years pass by; and prayers / cannot delay wrinkles, pressing old age / and inevitable death.
The weight of age is eased by death
alexander flaming
MY THOUGHTS My thoughts give rise When I see you pass by I can't contain the emotion I just want to contemplate you After meeting you And my heart takes My thoughts...
(Ducarmo de Assis.)
Know how to lose so you can learn.
Aleixo Logan
If there is a teacher who does not fail, it is our past.
Paulo Alexandre Macedo de Faria
Suffering life I work from rain to shine, when the end of the week comes I don't have any bread. On my hands the callus of the ax where my money will be! That's not...
Adriano Oliveira