Às vezes, encontro-me nas palavras dos outros. Mais raramente, nas minhas. Por pura coincidência. Em pura coincidência.
7 de julho de 2010
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Clarissa Vaughan: I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
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