Book: Someone else

Every person is an artist at heart, some have the audacity to believe it is stronger than others.

For me wine is a friend, a true friend who brings joy, and very seldom disappointment. A friend who does not need daily to prove their friendship, we may not see each other for weeks, it changes nothing.

How to talk about a headache with a person suffering from cancer?

Those that scream the loudest are always the first.

Listening to the roaring of the storm, not manifesting itself for real, you needlessly warped his life in expectation of misery, which will never happen.