My friends, let's toast tiredness! This is the prize for the victory of the bohemian, who drank his failure from bar to bar.
Tale of Love I imagined you In my tale of love In a beautiful song And a kiss at the end I imagined feeling A passion like no other That would cause an auê That...
CARLOS
History is just a series of crimes and misfortunes.
Voltaire
It is a natural disease in man to believe that he possesses the truth.
Blaise Pascal
For many people, new ideas are like unripe fruits that stick in their mouths.
Marquis of Maricá
The most false arguments can show righteous hatred.
Karl Kraus