YOU CRY WHEN YOU 
HAVE BEEN STRONG 
FOR LONG,NOT BECAUSE
YOU ARE WEAK

Por su parte, él descubrió aquella noche que su reconquistado amor a la existencia no le era otorgado por haber sentido otra vez deseo de ella, sino que el deseo se suscitó luego de haber recuperado su mundo; el apego al valor y al sentido del mismo.

Englishmen are not usually softened by appeals to the memory of their mothers.

Once I am dead, there will be no lack of pious hands to throw me over the railing; my grave will be the fathomless air; my body will sink endlessly and decay and dissolve in the wind generated by the fall, which is infinite.

Written By Jorge Luis Borges

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