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    Essa pagina sera usada apenas para compartilhar poesia, as vezes autorais, as vezes nao, (depende de minha vontade) e citacoes de livros, letras de musicas ou qualquer coisa parecida..

    "Nada te turbe, nada te espante todo se pasa, Dios no se muda, la paciencia todo lo alcanza, quien a Dios tiene nada le falta solo Dios basta." - Santa Teresa D'Avila

  • Wuthering Heights-Emily Bronte

    I have no pity! The more the worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails!

    It is a poor conclusion, is it not? An absurd termination to my violent exertions? I get levers and mattocks to demolish the two houses, and train myself to be capable of working like Hercules-and when everything is ready and in my power, I find the will to lift a slate off either roof has vanished!

    You said I killed you - haunt me, then! ... Be with me always-take any form-only do not leave me in this abyss!

    The Sorrows Of Young Werther- Goethe

    I have so much, and the feeling for her swallows it all. I have so much, and without her it becomes nothing. The world presses upon me; my heart is oppressed by a weight it cannot bear. I wander about like a restless spirit, seeking relief and finding none

    I see no end to this misery. The very thought that she is not mine tears at my heart. All my hopes were bound up in her; now they fall away one by one. I stand alone, and the future stretches before me like a dark and boundless night.

    It is not that I lack strength, but that I lack consolation. My soul is exhausted; I feel myself sinking, as though into an abyss. Oh, if I could but weep without ceasing! But even tears fail me

    Don Juan - Lord Byron

    And man, whose heaven-erected face the smiles Of love adorn-whose inmost heart is kind- Whose thoughts are gentle, and whose life beguiles The soul of sorrow-yet is he inclined To draw destruction down upon the piles Of cities, and to blast the human mind; In war, the worst of all his various ways Of glory, he is most himself-always

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    Lady of the last light, Unforgiving as winter steel, Inheritor of ancient oaths,

    Zealot of the fallen crown, Ascendant in ruin