domingo, 3 de junho de 2012

have you ever fall in love?!?

"When I fall in love by Nat King Cole When I fall in love It will be forever Or I'll never fall in love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before it's begun And too many moon light kisses Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun When I give my heart It will be completely Or I'll never give my heart And the moment I can feel that You feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you And the moment I can feel that You feel that way too Is when I fall in love with you" Do you believe in love? Have you ever fall in love? Would you describe the perfect man/woman for your life?

segunda-feira, 12 de março de 2012


Talking about special women, we could remember their names and the reasons why many different women got into our lives, couldn't we?!?
But, first of all, let's read this wonderful poem...

Man and Woman
by Victor Hugo

Man is the most elevated of creatures,
Woman the most sublime of ideals.
God made for man a throne; for woman an altar.
The throne exalts, the altar sanctifies.

Man is the brain, Woman, the heart.
The brain creates light, the heart, Love.
Light engenders, Love resurrects.

Because of reason Man is strong,
because of tears Woman is invincible.
Reason is convincing, tears moving.

Man is capable of all heroism,
Woman of all martyrdom.
Heroism ennobles, martyrdom sublimates.

Man has supremacy, Woman, preference.
Supremacy is strength, preference is the right.

Man is a genius, Woman, an angel.
Genius is immeasurable, the angel undefinable.

The aspiration of man is supreme glory,
The aspiration of woman is extreme virtue.
Glory creates all that is great; virtue, all that is divine.

Man is a code, Woman a gospel.
A code corrects, the gospel perfects.

Man thinks, Woman dreams.
To think is to have a worm in the brain,
to dream is to have a halo on the brow.

Man is an ocean, Woman a lake.
The ocean has the adorning pearl,
the lake, dazzling poetry.

Man is the flying eagle,
Woman, the singing nightingale.
To fly is to conquer space.
To sing is to conquer the Soul.

Man is a temple, Woman a shrine.
Before the temple we discover ourselves,
before the shrine we kneel.
In short, man is found where earth finishes,
woman where heaven begins.