Deliver thunder, God If you choose not to talk.
Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?
When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.
He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.
Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.
What you gain here, you lose on the other side.