Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist
Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist
Wise is the man who manages to change status when forced to do so.
Work is the manifestation of love that binds people together.
You are someone who is different, but who wants to be the same as everyone else. And that in my view is a serious illness. God chose you to be different. Why are you disappointing God with this kind of attitude?
You could tell your soul mate by the light in their eyes, and since the time began, that has been how people have recognized their true love.
You have two choices: to take possession of your mind or to let your mind conquer you. The latter options are known - they have let the fears, the neuroses, insecurities - because the man is inflicted tendency for self-destruction.
You should never condemn the lives of others, because everyone knows how great the pain and sacrifice him. One has to think that you have found the right path, quite another to think that yours is the only possible way.
Your eyes show the strength of your soul.
With every day that passed, the boy's heart became more and more silent. It no longer wanted to know about things of the past or future; it was content simply to contemplate the desert, and to drink with the boy from the Soul of the World. The boy and his heart had become friends, and neither was capable now of betraying the other. When his heart spoke to him, it was to provide a stimulus to the boy, and to give him strength, because the days of silence there in the desert were wearisome. His heart told the boy what his strongest qualities were: his courage in having given up his sheep and in trying to live out his destiny, and his enthusiasm during the time he had worked at the crystal shop.
Worshiping someone means... placing that person outside of our world. We are not worshiping anyone or anything, we are simply communing with Creation.
You are the only person responsible for your choice.
You do not need to understand. I'm teaching him because I've discovered a few things that I did not previously know. That's the donated gifts. Donated something owned by one person. Donated something more important than it requires. He had my precious treasure: the pen that I used to write down their dreams. I have his treasure: the wagon trains, a part of childhood that he had never lived. would you take with you a part of his past, and he carries with him at a fraction of the current them. That is not cute or what?
You have understood what all great painters understand: in order to forget the rules, you must know them and respect them.
You should not ask, I answered. Love does not ask many questions, because if we start thinking began to be afraid. It's an inexplicable fear, and not worth trying to translate it into words. It may be the fear of scorn, not to be accepted, to break the spell. It seems ridiculous, but true. Wonders why not. Acted as you yourself have said many times, the risks run.
Your hand is small, yet it can completely cover the power, light and majesty of the great sun. In the same way, the small problems manage to give you the excuse you need in order to hinder your progress along your spiritual journey.
With every farewell comes a hidden hope.
Writing is a socially acceptable form of getting naked in public.
You are what you believe yourself to be.
You don't have to climb a mountain to find out whether or not it's high.
You just had given up that there are two things that prevent a person to realize his dream: to think are impossible, or a sudden twist of fate to make them available when least expected. Because at that moment began to fear the path that led him to God knows where, of life, full of unknown challenges and opportunities, which is used to disappear forever
You should paint those visions of paradise rather than just talking about them.
Your personal devil tries three classical approaches: a threat, a promise, and an attack on your weak side.
With everything that is written, remains a merciful God and do not use the brush but certain to be us.
Writing is easy: just stare at the screen of your computer until a tear drops on your keyboard.
You are your own best friend. Never ever, put yourself down.
You don't need to justify or explain your dreams. They belong to you.