Aquele Trecho

Não chegamos a mudar as coisas conforme o nosso desejo, mas aos poucos o nosso desejo muda.

Quando cobramos muito de alguém paramos de cobrar de nós mesmos coisas banais, como se amar, planejar, se sentir vivo. Há momentos em que precisamos olhar nossa vida como fazemos com a dos outros.

Se você não suporta mais tanta realidade Se tudo tanto faz, nada tem finalidade Então pra quê viver comigo? Meu corpo vai sobreviver mesmo estando ferido E até na hora de morrer eu não vou me dar por vencido Porque sei que meus perdões vão estar bem ao lado dos teus Olhei pro amanhã e não gostei do que vi Sonhos são como deuses Quando não se acredita neles, deixam de existir Lutei por sua alma, mas admito que perdi

Eu Chorei até ficar debaixo d’água Submerso por você Gritei até perder o ar Que eu já nem tinha pra sobreviver (Eu andei...) Eu Andei até chegar no último lugar Pisado por alguém Só pra poder provar O que era estar depois do final do além (Eu andei...) E cheguei exatamente onde algum dia Você disse que partia pra nunca mais voltar E eu já estava lá a te esperar sem dizer adeus Eu Fiquei sozinho até pensar Que estar sozinho é achar que tem alguém Já me esqueci do que não fiz O que farei pra te esquecer também? Se eu não sei o nome do que sinto Não tem nome que domine o meu querer Não vou voltar atrás O chão sumiu a cada passo que eu dei (Eu andei...)

Não me venha falar na malícia de toda mulher Cada um sabe a dor e a delícia de ser o que é Não me olhe como se a polícia andasse atrás de mim Cale a boca e não cale na boca notícia ruim Você sabe explicar, você sabe entender tudo bem Você está, você é, você faz, você quer, você tem Você diz a verdade, a verdade é o seu dom de iludir Como pode querer que a mulher vá viver sem mentir...

Eu chorei sem disfarçar quando vi seu carro passar Vi todo o amor que em mim ainda não passou Eu já não sei bem aonde vou Mas agora eu vou. Tentei falar mas você não soube ouvir Tente adimitir! Tentei voltar e pude ver o quanto errei Te amei mais que a mim, bem mais que a mim.

Got around, now look here what we all found out (look here what we found, look here we all found out) That you have got a set of loose lips, twisting stories All because you're jealous Now I know exactly what you're all about (so this is what you're all about) Girl, you're such a backstabber Oh girl, you're such a shit talker And everybody knows it (everybody knows it) Girl, you're such a backstabber Run your mouth more than anyone I've ever known And everybody knows it (everybody knows it)

O carro do vizinho é muito mais possante e aquela mulher dele é tão interessante Por isso ele parece muito mais potente, sua casa foi pintada recentemente E quando encontra o seu colega de trabalho só pensa em quanto deve ser o seu salário Queria ter a secretária do patrão, mas sua conta bancária já chegou no chão Na hora do almoço vai pra lanchonete, tomar seu copo d'água e comer um croquete Enquanto imagina aquele restaurante aonde os outros devem estar nesse instante Invejoso, querer o que é dos outros é o seu gozo E fica remoendo até o osso, mas sua fruta só lhe dá caroço Invejoso, o bem alheio é o seu desgosto Queria um palácio suntuoso, mas acabou no fundo desse poço Depois você caminha até a academia sem automóvel e também sem companhia Queria ter o corpo um pouco mais sarado como aquele rapaz que malha do seu lado E se envergonha de sua própria namorada achando que os amigos vão fazer piada Queria uma mulher daquelas de revista, uma aeromoça, uma recepcionista E quando cheg...

Um dos prazeres humanos menos observados é o de preparar acontecimentos à distância, de organizar um grupo de acontecimentos que tenham uma construção, uma lógica, um começo e um fim. Este é quase sempre apercebido como um acme sentimental, uma alegre ou lisonjeira crise de conhecimento de si próprio. Isto aplica-se tanto à construção de uma resposta pronta como à de uma vida. E o que é isto, senão a premissa da arte de narrar? A arte narrativa apazigua precisamente esse gosto profundo. O prazer de narrar e de escutar é o de ver os factos serem dispostos segundo aquele gráfico. A meio de uma narrativa volta-se às premissas e tem-se o prazer de encontrar razões, chaves, motivações causais. Que outra coisa fazemos quando pensamos no nosso próprio passado e nos comprazemos em reconhecer os sinais do presente ou do futuro? Esta construção dá, em substância, um significado ao tempo . E o narrar é, em suma, apenas um meio de o transformar em mito, de lhe fugir. Em O Ofício de Viver

We could just be, we could just breathe, maybe wait and see, but in the meantime... Would you mind if I told you I loved you tonight? 'Cause it seems when you're close to me... It's gonna be alright.

When you’re in love, sometimes you have to swallow your pride, and sometimes you have to keep your pride. It’s a balance. But when the relationship is right, you find the balance. Em Something Borrowed

I haven't the slightest idea how to change people, but still I keep a long list of prospective candidates just in case I should ever figure it out. Em Naked :-)

hahahahaha demais!!!

ninguém nunca tá feliz com o que tem, né... hahahaha

"Já vivi 102 anos e te garanto que a única coisa de que você não vai gostar na vida é que ela vai te parecer muito curta" :-)

Maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all. Em Love the One You're With

Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I stare at you. Why can't I keep you safe as my own? One moment I have you the next you are gone. Rehearsed steps on an empty stage, The boy's got my heart in a silver cage. Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I... crave you. do site do Perez Hilton

There's always a moment when you start to fall out of love, whether it's with a person or an idea or a cause, even if it's one you only narrate to yourself years after the event: a tiny thing, a wrong word, a false note, which means that things can never be quite the same again. Em The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time

A experiência ensina mais seguramente que o conselho.

Nada é tão fatigante como a indecisão e nada é tão fútil.

Atrás de uma esquina pode estar à espera um novo caminho ou uma porta secreta.

Os que não sabem chorar com todo o seu coração tampouco sabem rir.

Music Playlist at MixPod.com When it is not always raining - there will be days like this When there's no one complaining - there will be days like this When everything falls into place, like the flick of a switch Well, my mama told me, there will be days like this When you don't need to worry - there will be days like this When no one's in a hurry - there will be days like this When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit Then I must remember there will be days like this When you do not need an answer there will be days like this When you do not meet a chancer there will be days like this When you do not get betrayed by that old Judas kiss I just have to remember there will be days like this When everyone is up front & they are not playing tricks When you do not have no freeloaders out to get their kicks When it's nobody's business the way that you want to live Oh, my mama told me, there will be days like this When no one steps on my dreams - ...

Do not allow yourself to be imprisoned by any affection. Keep your solitude. The day if it ever comes when you are given true affection there will be no opposition between interior solitude and friendship, quite the reverse. It is even by this infallible sign that you will recognize it.

Here's what I know: I eat mass quantities of red meat, curse religiously, sing out of tune but with conviction. I cry when it suits me, laugh when it's inopportune, read The New York Times obituaries and wedding announcements, out loud and in that order. Em The Opposite of Love

O ser humano é cego para os próprios defeitos. Jamais um vilão do cinema mudo proclamou-se vilão. Nem o idiota se diz idiota. Os defeitos existem dentro de nós, ativos e militantes, mas inconfessos. Nunca vi um sujeito vir à boca de cena e anunciar, de testa erguida: 'Senhoras e senhores, eu sou um canalha' .

Em negócios de amor, nada de sócios. Citado na Revista da Academia Brasileira de Letras, p.281

Que ninguém se engane: só se consegue a simplicidade através de muito trabalho. Em A Paixão Segundo G.H.

Amor não resiste a tudo, não. Amor é jardim. Amor enche de erva daninha. Amizade também, todas as formas de amor. Em Carta a Jaqueline Cantore

A liberdade não consiste em fazer tudo o que se quer, quando isso agride os outros. Mesmo que aquilo que agride os outros seja, para nós, perfeitamente aceitável. Só os ignorantes é que acham que a liberdade é fácil de gerir.

Tudo mais, que aprendemos de ouvido ou que aprendemos nos livros, se evapora com o tempo e desaparece; só essas lições, que nos entraram pelos olhos e nos espalharam nalma as suas raízes, só essas conservaremos por toda a vida e levaremos conosco para a sepultura. Em Girândola de Amores

Forgiveness is the name of love practiced among people who love poorly. The hard truth is that all people love poorly. We need to forgive and be forgiven every day, every hour increasinly. That is the great work of love among the fellowship of the weak that is the human family.

I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want… a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep and wake knowing my heart is safe. I want to love and be loved.

Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don't blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being "in love", which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Em Captain Corelli's Mandolin

You forget all of it anyway... You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not... You forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and even the ones you actually did. They’re the last to go. And then once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else. Em Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

I started my life with a single absolute: that the world was mine to shape in the image of my highest values and never to be given up to a lesser standard, no matter how long or hard the struggle. Em Atlas Shrugged

If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume for you all your debts (in every definition of the word), I will protect you from your own insecurity, I will protect upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family. I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else.

Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don’t rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you’re doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out with Perry? You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It’s now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you’ll never know. Em Love, Stargirl

It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not.

Forgiving is not forgetting; its actually remembering - remembering and not using your right to hit back. It's a second chance for a new beginning. And the remembering part is particularly important. Especially if you dont want to repeat what happened.

"You're a hopeless romantic," said Faber. "It would be funny if it were not serious. It's not books you need, it's some of the things that once were in books. [...] Of course you couldn't know this, of course you still can't understand what i mean when i say all this. You are intuitively right, that's what counts". Em Fahrenheit 451

'Love is never having to say you’re sorry'. What a crock. Love is constantly saying you’re sorry , even when you know damn well you’re right. Em A Total Waste of Makeup

When you find yourself in a hole, quit digging.

Love is the easiest thing there is. It's the layers of doubt, fear, and expectation that make it complicated. Em Beach Girls

If being crazy is living life the way it's meant to be lived, then I don't care if we're completely insane.

What a lousy earth! He wondered how many people were destitute that same night even in his own prosperous country, how many homes were shanties, how many husbands were drunk and wives socked, and how many children were bullied, abused, or abandoned. How many families hungered for food they could not afford to buy? How many hearts were broken? How many suicides would take place that same night, how many people would go insane? How many cockroaches and landlords would triumph? How many winners were losers, successes failures, and rich men poor men? How many wise guys were stupid? How many happy endings were unhappy endings? How many honest men were liars, brave men cowards, loyal men traitors, how many sainted men were corrupt, how many people in positions of trust had sold their souls to bodyguards, how many had never had souls? How many straight-and-narrow paths were crooked paths? How many best families were worst families and how many good people were bad people? When you added them ...

Diplomacy is the art of saying 'nice doggie!' until you can find a rock.

America does not know the difference between money and sex. It treats sex like money because it treats sex as a medium of exchange, and it treats money like sex because it expects its money to get pregnant and reproduce. Em How to Win the Culture War: A Christian Battle Plan for a Society in Crisis .

Every nation must now develop an overriding loyalty to mankind as a whole in order to preserve the best in their individual societies. This call for a worldwide fellowship that lifts neighborly concern beyond one's tribe, race, class, and nation is in reality a call for an all-embracing and unconditional love for all mankind.

Há males de que não se deve buscar a cura, porque só eles nos protegem contra males mais graves.

Forgiving and being reconciled to our enemies or our loved ones are not about pretending that things are other than they are. It is not about patting one another on the back and turning a blind eye to the wrong. True reconciliation exposes the awfulness, the abuse, the hurt, the truth - it could even sometimes make things worse. It is a risky undertaking but in the end it is worthwhile, because in the end only an honest confrontation with reality can bring real healing. Superficial reconciliation can bring only superficial healing. - Perdoar e nos reconciliar com nossos inimigos ou nossos entes queridos não é questão de fingir que as coisas são diferentes do que são. Não se trata de dar tapinhas nas costas uns dos outros e de fechar os olhos para o que está errado. A verdadeira reconciliação expõe o horror, o abuso, a mágoa, a verdade - pode até mesmo piorar as coisas de vez em quando. É um trabalho arriscado, mas no final vale a pena, porque no fim só um confronto honesto com a realid...

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway. If you are honest and sincere, people my deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway. What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealeous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway. Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway. In final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway. Em Have Faith Anyway: The Vision of Habakkuk for Our Times

Thank you, God, for this good life and forgive us if we do not love it enough.

It is always the false that makes you suffer, the false desires and fears, the false values and ideas, the false relationships between people. Abandon the false and you are free of pain; truth makes happiness, truth liberates.

If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.

When in danger or in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout. :)

Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they've all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe. Em The Sandman Vol. 05: A Game of You .

We still hadn't learned, though, that growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you're just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something. Each time, you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee. There's the little empty pain of leaving something behind - graduating, taking the next step forward, walking out of something familiar and safe into the unknown. There's the big, whirling pain of life upending all of your plans and expectations. There's the sharp little pains of failure, and the more obscure aches of successes that didn't give you what you thought they would. There are the vicious, stabbing pains of hopes being torn up. The sweet little pains of finding others, giving them your love, and taking joy in their life as they grow and learn. There's the steady pain of empathy that you shrug of...

I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you'll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you'll make something that didn't exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.

If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.