Friday, June 05, 2015

hope

Everything will work out in the end. And if it hasn´t worked out yet, it is not the end. Seneca: The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity. R.W. Raymond: Life is eternal and love is immortal and death is only a horizon and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

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