AtraenteChiguinha GonzagaRebola bola e atraente vaiEsmigalhando os coracoes com o peE no seu passo apressadinho, tao miudo, atrevidinhoVai sujando o meu caminho, desfolhando o mau me quer Se bem que quer, seja se quer ou naoBem reticente, ela so faz calarEla e tao falsa e renitente, que ate,Atrai so o seu pensar Como e danadaperigosavaidosadesastrosaescandalosarancorosae rancorosaincestuosae tao nervosae bota tudo em polvorosa, quando chega belicosabota tudo pra perder Amour, amourTu jure amour, tre bienMas joga fora esta conversa vaNao vem jogar fa-flu no meu maracananao sou Juju balanganda Meu coracao, porem, diz que nao vaiSuportar esta maldita, inenarravel solidaoSe assim for, ele vai se esbudegarE te ver se despinguelar numa desilusao Os amantes se amam cruelmentee com se amarem tanto nao se veem.Um se beija no outro, refletido.Dois amantes que sao? Dois inimigos.Amantes sao meninos estragadospelo mimo de amar: e nao percebemquanto se pulverizam no enlacar-se,e como o que era mundo volve a nada.Nada, ninguem. Amor, puro fantasmaque os passeia de leve, assim a cobrase imprime na lembranca de seu trilho.E eles quedam mordidos para sempre.Deixaram de existir mas o existidocontinua a doer eternamente.DESTRUICAO, Carlos Drummond de Andrade http://youtu.be/t2tgDk1r0mA Emocoes indefiniveis me agitam inquietacao terrivel, desejo de tagarelar novamente com Madalena, como faziamos todos os dias, a esta hora. Saudade? Nao, nao e isto: e antes desespero, raiva, um peso enorme no coracao.GRACILIANO RAMOS, SAO BERNARDO FELIZ BLOOMSDAY PRA VOCES! "If he had smiled why would he have smiled?To reflect that each one who enters imagines himself to be the first toenter whereas he is always the last term of a preceding series even ifthe first term of a succeeding one, each imagining himself to be first,last, only and alone whereas he is neither first nor last nor only noralone in a series originating in and repeated to infinity." "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.""Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.""We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.""If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness. For I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.""For me, the adventures of the mind, each inflection of thought, each movement, nuance, growth, discovery, is a source of exhilaration.""It takes courage to push yourself to places that you have never been before, to test your limits, to break through barriers. And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.""How wrong is it for a woman to expect man to build the world she wants, rather than set out to create it herself.""Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.""Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.""Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensable as poetry.""Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states