"And she's gonna learn that this life will hit you 
hard 
in the face
wait for you to get back up 
just so it can kick you in the stomach. 
But get the wind knocked out of you 
is the only way to remind your lungs 
how much they like the taste of air."

Porque às vezes mostras-me coisas que valem a pena.
Mesmo coisas que valham "uma página" daquilo que devia estar a fazer.
Daquilo que tenho de estar sempre a fazer.

E há aquele suspiro.


"But I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar
 it can crumble so easily
but don't be afraid to stick your tongue out 
and taste it."