Paulo Roberto Gaefke

Provérbios, Antigo Testamento, PV, 19:1

Provérbios, PV, 19:1, Melhor é o pobre que anda na sua integridade do que o perverso de lábios, que é um tolo.

Provérbios, Antigo Testamento, PV, 27:19

Provérbios, PV, 27:19, Como a água reflete o rosto, assim o coração reflete o que a pessoa é.

"Não levarei saudade de mim mesmo, dos meus fracassos e dívidas. Finalmente, não terei saudades dos milagres dos pastores evangélicos nem de um mundo que cada vez fica mais imundo".

Deuteronômio, Antigo Testamento, DT, 7:20

Deuteronômio, DT, 7:20, Além disso, o Senhor, seu Deus, mandará vespões para o meio deles, até que pereçam os que ficarem e se esconderem de vocês.

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.

Quando a parte mais sombria de você encontra a parte mais sombria de mim, ela cria luz.

Gálatas, Novo Testamento, GL, 6:17

Gálatas, GL, 6:17, Quanto ao mais, ninguém me moleste; porque eu trago no corpo as marcas de Jesus.

É preciso ter muita força para dizer moribundo o mesmo que se diria com saúde.

E se as suas preocupações não forem as minhas preocupações?

Para ser um líder, você tem que fazer as pessoas quererem te seguir, e ninguém quer seguir alguém que não sabe onde está indo.