Patience: a lesser form of despair, masquerading as virtue.
What will it be like to be alone When another day dawns? Will it start over? Is it being free without wanting to?
Chico Buarque
I have always lived as if it were never-ending. I want to say that I continually destroy everything (...) Maybe it's the habit of not cultivating, not guarding, not foreseeing. Little to...
Pedro Juan Gutiérrez
Disordered love produces inner servitude.
Saint Augustine
Love is the miracle of civilization.
Stendhal
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain, go crazy or delirious, I still believe in walking where angels don't hear about.
nasi (anger)