Don't struggle so much, the best things happen when not expected.
Necessity has the face of a dog.
He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.
The truth was that I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness in the face of love.
Time was not passing...it was turning in a circle.
More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude.