There's that moment when you realize - I have to act now. I will regret it for the rest of my life if I don't take this crazy risk, but will I even have a life without it?

Freedom is the will to be responsible for ourselves.”  ― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, Or, How to Philosophize

Freedom is the will to be responsible for ourselves.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, Or, How to Philosophize

No es en tu rostro, donde se descubre tu hermosura, No es tu escultural silueta lo que te hace ser una mujer perfecta, es tu forma de pensar y la capacidad que tienes para amar a quienes te rodean, son los sentimientos que llevas en el corazón, lo que te determinará tu valor y tu belleza...

No es en tu rostro, donde se descubre tu hermosura, No es tu escultural silueta lo que te hace ser una mujer perfecta, es tu forma de pensar y la capacidad que tienes para amar a quienes te rodean, son los sentimientos que llevas en el corazón, lo que te determinará tu valor y tu belleza...

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Anne and I have been busy painting studio-portrait-backdrops- proper stretched canvases, prepared with gesso, proper oil colours mixed with linseed oil, and proper blue hands! Reet proper results too (as they say in Yorkshire)

“Close friends are truly life's treasures. Sometimes they know us better than we know ourselves. With gentle honesty, they are there to guide and support us, to share our laughter and our tears. Their presence reminds us that we are never really alone.” ― Vincent van Gogh

“Close friends are truly life's treasures. Sometimes they know us better than we know ourselves. With gentle honesty, they are there to guide and support us, to share our laughter and our tears. Their presence reminds us that we are never really alone.” ― Vincent van Gogh

Kimsesiz kalmış kelimelerim Geceyi dinliyorum ... Hüzzam makamında bir müzik geliyor uzaklardan...SessizceBir tüy gibi uçup, Yüreğimin köşesine dokunuyor... Bir girdabın içine düştü gönlüm Çırpındıkça kan akıyor..

Kimsesiz kalmış kelimelerim Geceyi dinliyorum ... Hüzzam makamında bir müzik geliyor uzaklardan...SessizceBir tüy gibi uçup, Yüreğimin köşesine dokunuyor... Bir girdabın içine düştü gönlüm Çırpındıkça kan akıyor..

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