"Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary."

"I told you when I came I was a stranger.

But now another stranger seems
To want you to ignore his dreams
As though they were the burden of some other
O you've seen that man before
His golden arm dispatching cards
But now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter."

"Choose life. 
Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram. 
And hope that someone.
Somewhere.
Cares."

"Tudo está morrendo, menos o logos presente na natureza"

“You make us believe in things that we may be afraid to believe in. You hold out for love and passion, always believing in us even when we cannot.”

"All I want in life's a little bit of love
To take the pain away
Getting strong today
A giant step each day
All I want in life's a little bit of love
To take the pain away
Getting strong today
A giant step each day"

"It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive." 

"Dreamers
They never learn
They never learn
Beyond the point

Of no return
Of no return

And it's too late

The damage is done

The damage is done"

"A fotografia é a única linguagem entendida em toda parte do mundo e que, ao interligar todas as nações e culturas, une a familia humana. Independente da influência política - onde as pessoas foram livres-, ela reflete fielmente a vida e os fatos, permite-nos compartilhar as esperanças e os desespero dos outros outros e esclarece as condições política e sociais. Tornamo-nos testemunhas oculares da humanidade e da desumanidade da espécie humana (...)"

"We all have our little solipsistic delusions, ghastly intuitions of utter singularity: that we are the only one in the house who ever fills the ice-cube tray, who unloads the clean dishwasher, who occasionally pees in the shower, whose eyelid twitches on first dates; that only we take casualness terribly seriously; that only we fashion supplication into courtesy; that only we hear the whiny pathos in a dog’s yawn, the timeless sigh in the opening of the hermetically-sealed jar, the splattered laugh in the frying egg, the minor-D lament in the vacuum’s scream; that only we feel the panic at sunset the rookie kindergartner feels at his mother’s retreat. That only we love the only-we. That only we need the only-we. Solipsism binds us together, J.D. knows. That we feel lonely in a crowd; stop not to dwell on what’s brought the crowd into being. That we are, always, faces in a crowd."

"You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do."

"(...) Existem três tempos, o passado, o presente e o futuro. Pois esses três tempos existem no nosso espírito, e eu não os vejo em outro lugar. O presente do passado é a memória; o presente do presente é a intuição direta; o presente do futuro é a espera."