- <p> <b>Friend:</b> How are you?<p/><b>Me:</b> I'm not fine as in fine, but fine as in you don't have to worry about me.<p/><b>Friend:</b> I don't want you to be fine, I want you to be happy...<p/><b>Me:</b> I'm so sorry, I can't please you.<p/></p>
El vicio es un error de cálculo en la búsqueda de la felicidad.
When I read the old conversations I had with the person I loved, I can only think. How the hell could I be so cheesy?
Life consists in the constant repetition of pleasure.
Schopenhauer.
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I chose respect.
Life is not a book with a detailed beginning and end, so destiny is made of our actions … destiny is like a path, which we build slowly, and accidents happen when our path intersects with it From someone else at a bad time.
I just want to go to sleep.
Nothing more naively poetic to the luminous, on the pure forehead and the cheeks of virginal sharpness; While a tremor of passionate tears and a divine clarity of hope seemed at once to sink in the immensity of the astonished eyes.
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