The fire that makes me burn is the same one that lights me up
the girl was born in the eyes of her absent grandfather, one mother, two girls (to Marcela Viana Franzol, my first granddaughter, born on April 15, 2005)
Rogério Viana
I walk at dawn with my dew-soaked shoes
Rogério Martins
Not long ago - and for the first time, as I admitted with surprise to myself on that occasion - I mentioned the subject to a good friend, just in passing, very lightly,...
Franz Kafka
Beautiful Dream Beautiful dream that is gone Hope that I forgot It was for fear of losing that I lost So much I had to say So much I kept silent It was for fear of suffering...
Roberto Carlos
Has God always existed? What is always? God created himself and then began to create the universe? Where was God when he created himself? And what is it like...
luciano