28 de junho de 2018


-1927 by Max Ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater
and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble,
it's a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantement,
it is as perrenial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit
to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
"Desiderata" was written in 1927 by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945)

21 de março de 2018

Outros jeitos de usar a boca

i do not want to have you
to fill the empty parts of me
i want to be full on my own
i want to be so complete
i could light a whole city
and then
i want to have you
cause the two of us combined
could set it on fire

Rupi Kaur

14 de novembro de 2017

Because one idea is as good as another. Because all statements and positions carry the same value, can rub against one another, nestle, snuggle, fondle, mingle, diddle, cuddle, couple.

4 de outubro de 2017

O Tempo – Poema de Mário Quintana

A vida é o dever que nós trouxemos para fazer em casa.
Quando se vê, já são seis horas!
Quando de vê, já é sexta-feira!
Quando se vê, já é natal…
Quando se vê, já terminou o ano…
Quando se vê perdemos o amor da nossa vida.
Quando se vê passaram 50 anos!
Agora é tarde demais para ser reprovado…
Se me fosse dado um dia, outra oportunidade, eu nem olhava o relógio.
Seguiria sempre em frente e iria jogando pelo caminho a casca dourada e inútil das horas…
Seguraria o amor que está a minha frente e diria que eu o amo…
E tem mais: não deixe de fazer algo de que gosta devido à falta de tempo.
Não deixe de ter pessoas ao seu lado por puro medo de ser feliz.
A única falta que terá será a desse tempo que, infelizmente, nunca mais voltará.

15 de setembro de 2017

peito vazio

Nada consigo fazer Quando a saudade aperta Foge-me a inspiração Sinto a alma deserta Um vazio se faz em meu peito E de fato eu sinto Em meu peito um vazio Me faltando as tuas carícias As noites são longas E eu sinto mais frio. Procuro afogar no álcool A tua lembrança Mas noto que é ridícula A minha vingança Vou seguir os conselhos De amigos E garanto que não beberei Nunca mais E com o tempo Essa imensa saudade que sinto Se esvai

23 de agosto de 2017

7 de agosto de 2017

Não dá pra fingir
Não dá desta vez
Vou pensar mais em mim
Já não sei quem tu és
Não dá pra fingir
Não dá pra esconder
Não foi o que eu esperei
Mas podia ser
Eu sei
Eu sei
Eu sei
Mas podia ser

2 de agosto de 2017

30 de julho de 2017

hedonism noun 
the pursuit of pleasure; sensual self-indulgence

synonyms: self-indulgence, indulgence, pursuit of pleasure, pleasure-seeking, lotus-eating, epicureanism, epicurism, self-gratification; 

the ethical theory that pleasure (in the sense of the satisfaction of desires) is the highest good and proper aim of human life.

29 de julho de 2017

27 de julho de 2017

Authenticity doesn’t follow up a cheerful greeting with hollow conversation; it’s a guarded character that gradually rewards persistence. Pay your dues…

25 de julho de 2017

Quer o destino que eu não creia no destino E o meu fado é nem ter fado nenhum Cantá-lo bem sem sequer o ter sentido Senti-lo como ninguém, mas não ter sentido algum Ai que tristeza, esta minha alegria Ai que alegria, esta tão grande tristeza Esperar que um dia eu não espere mais um dia Por aquele que nunca vem e que aqui esteve presente

23 de julho de 2017

There is a moment when neither of us knows whether to shake hands and, in the end, it's Romy who breaks the ice with a hug. It's a reminder that, in spite of all her talent and fame, she's still awkward; still the quiet one who likes to hang back and observe. But she's comfortable with that. Her power comes from finally having accepted herself and knowing that, in a world of noise, sometimes the greatest strength comes from not shouting.

19 de julho de 2017

At the moment you may do a lot of reflecting on who you are, what you have achieved so far in your life, and what your real goals and values are. This is a good time for introspection, because you are able to be realistic about your strengths and weaknesses, and therefore any choices you make will reflect authentic qualities within you rather than the expectations of others or fantasies of who you would like to be.

23 de junho de 2017

Well, I think identity for all of us is this perpetual process. And it’s somewhat like constantly clearing out and rearranging an attic. And it’s as much about throwing out all the furniture and trinkets that no longer serve us as bringing in new ones. And in that sense, it’s just as important to continue defining who we are as to continue eliminating who we are not. 

21 de junho de 2017

You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of
the next moment. All the immense
images in me -- the far-off, deeply-felt
landscape, cities, towers, and bridges, and
unsuspected turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods--
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.

You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house-- , and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,--
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and,
startled, gave back my too-sudden image.
Who knows? Perhaps the same
bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening...
by Rainer Maria Rilke

20 de junho de 2017

There is no shortcut for the conquest of meaning. And ultimately, it is meaning that we seek to give to our lives.
 And I’m very guided by this desire to counter that in myself because I am, like everybody else, a product of my time and my culture. And I remember, there’s a really beautiful commencement address that Adrienne Rich gave in 1977 in which she said that an education is not something that you get but something that you claim. And I think that’s very much true of knowledge itself. The reason we’re so increasingly intolerant of long articles and why we skim them, why we skip forward even in a short video that reduces a 300-page book into a three-minute animation — even in that we skip forward — is that we’ve been infected with this kind of pathological impatience that makes us want to have the knowledge but not do the work of claiming it. I mean, the true material of knowledge is meaning. And the meaningful is the opposite of the trivial. And the only thing that we should have gleaned by skimming and skipping forward is really trivia. And the only way to glean knowledge is contemplation. And the road to that is time. There’s nothing else. It’s just time.