Do not mourn the dead. They know what they are doing.
Holding someone's hand was always my idea of joy.
Her curiosity instructed her more than the answers she was given.
Things were somehow so good that they were in danger of becoming very bad because what is fully mature is very close to rotting
My life, the most truthful one, is unrecognizable, extremely interior, and there is no single word that gives it meaning.
Brazil is where I have to be, where I have my roots.