I have but one wish and it is to love one last time for a whole lot more of lifetimes to come till love itself is the epitome of my very existance.

Though some ways are more obvious than others, God is always expressing His love for us through His creation. — Karen Ellison

I do not know whether music knows how to despair over music, or marble over marble, but literature is an art which knows how to prophesize the time in which it might have fallen silent, how to attack its own virtue, and how to fall in love with its own dissolution and court its own end.

you only know yourself when you go beyond your limits

Written By Paulo Coelho

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