How I Met Your Mother

Se você olha pra mim Se me dá atenção Eu me derreto suave Neve no vulcão Se você toca em mim Alaúde emoção Eu em desmancho suave Nuvem no avião Himalaia himeneu Esse homem nu sou eu Olhos de contemplação Inca maia pigmeu Minha tribo me perdeu Quando entrei no templo da paixão.

"Amar não é apoderar-se do outro para completar-se, mas dar-se ao outro para completá-lo." "Amar nada mais é do que despertar aqueles a que amamos para toda a grandeza de que são capazes." "Uma longa viagem começa com um único passo."

Não existe pecado nem virtude. Só existe a merda que as pessoas fazem.

II Crônicas, Antigo Testamento, 2CR, 2:18

II Crônicas, 2CR, 2:18, Destes, Salomão designou setenta mil para levarem as cargas, oitenta mil para talharem pedras nas montanhas e três mil e seiscentos para dirigirem o trabalho do povo.

“I want you to tell me about every person you've ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn't think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mothers name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mothers joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you've been unkind. Tell me all the ways you've been cruel.Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? And for all the times you've knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you've asked come true? And if they didn't did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who[m]? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop.”

I Pedro, Novo Testamento, 1PE, 5:3

I Pedro, 1PE, 5:3, não como dominadores dos que lhes foram confiados, mas sendo exemplos para o rebanho.

I Crônicas, Antigo Testamento, 1CR, 16:25

I Crônicas, 1CR, 16:25, Porque o Senhor é grande e digno de ser louvado, mais temível do que todos os deuses.

Jó, Antigo Testamento, JÓ, 24:16

Jó, JÓ, 24:16, Nas trevas, ladrões invadem as casas, mas de dia ficam escondidos; não querem nada com a luz.

⁠Eu cheguei aqui com grandes planos de me tornar alguém.

...Poesia... Nós não lemos e escrevemos poesia porque é bonito, nós lemos e escrevemos poesia porque pertencemos a raça humana e a raça humana está cheia de paixão..." Citação do filme "Sociedade dos Poetas Mortos"