Dulce María

Romanos, Novo Testamento, RM, 6:17

Romanos, RM, 6:17, Mas graças a Deus que, tendo sido escravos do pecado, vocês vieram a obedecer de coração à forma de doutrina a que foram entregues.

A virgem em todas as mulheres Toda mulher, ao saber que está grávida, leva a mão à garganta: ela sabe que dará à luz um ser que seguirá forçosamente o caminho de Cristo, caindo na sua via muitas vezes sob o peso da cruz. Não há como escapar.

“A razão existe para aqueles que dependem dela para sobreviver.”

Salmos, Antigo Testamento, SL, 124:1

Salmos, SL, 124:1, Não fosse o Senhor, que esteve ao nosso lado - Israel que o diga - ;

Deuteronômio, Antigo Testamento, DT, 12:17

Deuteronômio, DT, 12:17, Nas suas cidades, vocês não poderão comer o dízimo do cereal, nem do vinho, nem do azeite, nem os primogênitos das vacas e das ovelhas, nem nenhuma das ofertas que tiverem prometido, nem as ofertas voluntárias, nem as ofertas que vocês prepararam.

Salmos, Antigo Testamento, SL, 62:1

Salmos, SL, 62:1, Somente em Deus a minha alma espera silenciosa; dele vem a minha salvação.

Mateus, Novo Testamento, MT, 6:8

Mateus, MT, 6:8, <J>Não sejam, portanto, como eles; porque o Pai de vocês sabe o que vocês precisam, antes mesmo de lhe pedirem.</J>

I stand in the ring in the dead city and tie on the red shoes. Everything that was calm is mine, the watch with an ant walking, the toes, lined up like dogs, the stove long before it boils toads, the parlor, white in winter, long before flies, the doe lying down on moss, long before the bullet. I tie on the red shoes. They are not mine. They are my mother’s. Her mother’s before. Handed down like an heirloom but hidden like shameful letters. The house and the street where they belong are hidden and all the women, too, are hidden. All those girls who wore the red shoes, each boarded a train that would not stop. Stations flew by like suitors and would not stop. They all danced like trout on the hook. They were played with. They tore off their ears like safety pins. Their arms fell off them and became hats. Their heads rolled off and sang down the street. And their feet – oh God, their feet in the market place - their feet, those two beetles, ran for the corner and then danced forth as if they were proud. Surely, people exclaimed, surely they are mechanical. Otherwise… But the feet went on. The feet could not stop. They were wound up like a cobra that sees you. They were elastic pulling itself in two. They were islands during an earthquake. They were ships colliding and going down. Never mind you and me. They could not listen. They could not stop. What they did was the death dance. What they did would do them in.

Salmos, Antigo Testamento, SL, 119:169

Salmos, SL, 119:169, Chegue a ti, Senhor, a minha súplica; dá-me entendimento, segundo a tua palavra.

A energia da vontade é ao mesmo tempo a mais preciosa das conquistas e a mais fecunda em boas consequências.