quarta-feira, 27 de abril de 2011

Peace.

imagem de Uwe Schmida

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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