I ask myself every day who am I?! If I remember who I was, I see myself... and the past is the present in memory. Nothing but the instant knows me.
I couldn't imagine that invisible tiger that you see in my nose
Jeanne Painchaud
I spent the day with your sky outside, it rained on me, it was sunny
Alice Ruiz
A good painting in the midst of bad paintings ends up becoming a bad painting. And a bad painting in the midst of good paintings ends up becoming a good painting.
Pablo Picasso
Falsehood is susceptible to an infinite number of combinations; but the truth only has one way of being.
Jean Jacques Rousseau
Kisses and confessions... It's our way of being... Differently the same, without presenting anything other than passion Hey, listen to my words before you judge yourself better...
Paula Câmara Ferreira