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The bliss of being young and innocent: we daydreamed without pain, without fear, without loss…
Never let your memories be greater than your dreams . . .
Music is the art of thinking with sounds. . .
But my dreams they aren’t as empty as my conscience seems to be . . .
She lives the poetry she cannot write. . .
Old places have soul . . .
The best things in Life aren’t things. . .
What is left when our passion dies . . .
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your Heart ♥
Change is a challenge, which both excites the soul and frightens the body . . .
It´s not the Goodbye that hurts, but the flashback that follow . . .
Surely silence can sometimes be the most eloquent reply . . .
Adopt the pace of Nature: her secret is patience . . .
The light is what guides you home, the warmth is what keeps you there . . .
Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you, where there were only walls . . .
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