domingo, outubro 30, 2011

I was always late everywhere because I was stuck in my world.




"At some point, maybe we accept that the dream has become a nightmare. We tell ourselves that reality is better. We convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all. But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, holds on to the dream. Or, we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We awake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful. And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life: the true dream is being able to dream at all."






2 comentários:

Rafeiro Perfumado disse...

Essa equação parece-me grega...

Litopedian disse...

:)
É como tudo relacionado aos assuntos do coração, dá sempre dores de cabeça!