People wait all week for Friday,
raimonda b
all year for summer &
all life for happiness
Kategori: Words
When the world is running down,
sting
you make the best of what’s still around
If you can’t stand the heat,
Harry S. Truman
get out of the kitchen
Imagination
Lauren Bacall
is the highest kite
one can fly
In the Sun,
Kurt Cobain
I feel as one
Traveling is the ruin of all happiness!
Fanny Burney, novelist
There’s no looking at a building after seeing Italy
You can have the universe,
g. verdi
if I can have Italy
If you deconstruct Italy,
Pietros Maneos
you will in the end see a grapevine,
a tomato and a small boy
hammering a shard of marble
Roads were made for journeys,
not destinations
I like people
who smile
when it’s raining