We humans are such complicated and confused beings that we call the animals beasts.
Apparently rational justifications will never explain all sorts of the different feelings and raw emotions art invoke in people.
There is no real light but just small sparks of happiness we should photograph to contain. But if we stop to photograph, we can’t enjoy them, the flash overexposes them and they disappear.
If all of us in the world just shared love, just a little, charity foundations wouldn’t be needed.
He towered over her, as intense and savage as only he could be, making her feel small and delicate in comparison, surrounded by his utter maleness. She felt trapped and she wanted to stay in his cage forever.
Sometimes, meu amor, we lose too much time asking ourselves questions that we can’t answer and forgetting that the answer is just beside us. You have to learn to ask and to listen. If one does not listen, the other does not exist. When the other do...
