Wisdom of Solomon, 5
14. The hope of the godless is like chaff blown in the wind, like a light frost melted in the storm, like smoke dispersed by the wind; it fades like the memory of a guest of a single day.
14. The hope of the godless is like chaff blown in the wind, like a light frost melted in the storm, like smoke dispersed by the wind; it fades like the memory of a guest of a single day.
“Seja paciente nas aflições que o Senhor lhe manda.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina