Zitat des Tages von Pablo Neruda:
But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies.
A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly.
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees.