Era hermoso jinete,y ahora montón de nieve.Corrió ferias y montesy brazos de mujeres.Ahora, musgo de nochele corona la frente
The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal - every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open...
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
Sow good seeds for a good yield.
How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to anotherHow I miss all our dreams and our goalsAnd how we've lost ourselves to find each otherSeems like a playful game of...
Why wait to forgive and let go only after you have sufficiently wallowed in your despair? Why not forgive and let go now?
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
I would never do a commercial for something that is embarrassing, and I think that people maybe have a different perspective on what is embarrassing or not. Some people think doing a Revlon hair comme...
A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.
You are rich if your heart is filled with an abundance of love.
The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.