The fault in our stars

Sí podéis deberíais leer el libro o ver la película, ha sido toda una sorpresa.                "algunos infinitos son más grandes que otros infinitos"

Milan Kundera

Puede que un hombre y una mujer estén más cerca el uno del otro cuando no viven juntos y cuando simplemente saben que existen y que están agradecidos por existir y por saber el uno del otro. Y sólo con eso les basta para ser felices. Te agradezco, te agradezco que existas.

Why. Poet In Process (mas canciones para romperse el corazon)

Tell me mother
Why did you cry?
Why did you keep the rage inside?
Was the answer underneath?
The misery and pain that we feel
For a child, for a man
That seeks the warmth of us all
Why do people die alone?
Indeed is a strange world

They have been waiting for so long
Nobody seems to hear their calls
Men are eager for that moon
Moon that brings ambitious thoughts
For a child for a man
That seeks the warmth of us all
Why do people die alone?
Indeed is a strange world

Understand this world outside
Keep your eyes wide open try
Love so much important know
Please remember,remember Why?

Childs have been vanished
From their own land
Nobody seems to hear their calls
Yes, it is hard to make a stand

When money is above our thoughts
Pray to god or simply touch paradise
I have been waiting for the moment
To tell you how i feel because
Cause I love you

Understand this world outside
Keep your eyes wide open try
Love so much important know
Please remember, remember Why?

Supergirl. Reamon (Otra bonita canción)

Ahora mas que nunca:

You can tell by the way, she walks that she's my girl
You can tell by the way, she talks that she rules the world.
You can see in her eyes that no one is her chain.
She's my girl, my supergirl.

And then she'd say, it's Ok, I got lost on the way
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls don't cry.
And then she'd say, it's alright, I got home late tast night,
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.

And then she'd say that nothing can go wrong.
When you're in love, what can go wrong?
And then she'd laugh the nightime into day
pushing her fear further long.

And then she'd say, it's Ok, I got lost on the way
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls don't cry.
And then she'd say, it's alright, I got home, late last night
but I'm a supergirl, and supergirls just fly.

And then she'd shout down the line tell me she's got no more time
'cause she's a supergirl, and supergirls don't hide.
And then she'd scream in my face, tell me that leave, leave this place
'cause she's a supergirl, and supergirls just fly

Yes, she's a supergirl, a supergirl,
she's sewing seeds, she's burning trees
She's sewing seeds, she's burning trees,
yes, she's a supergirl, a supergirl, a supergirl, my supergirl...

Las travesuras de la niña mala. Mario Vargas Llosa

Hay días en que la recuerdo y me pregunto: ¿Qué estará haciendo? Hay noches en que la extraño y me pregunto: ¿Qué me estoy haciendo?

Jorge Luis Borges.

“Te debo las mejores y quizá las peores horas de mi vida y eso es un vínculo que no puede romperse.”