Wisdom of Solomon, 2
2. By chance we were born; when life is over, it will be as if we never existed. The breath in our nostrils is like a puff of smoke, and thought is no more than a spark resulting from the movement of the heart.
2. By chance we were born; when life is over, it will be as if we never existed. The breath in our nostrils is like a puff of smoke, and thought is no more than a spark resulting from the movement of the heart.
“O Senhor nos dá tantas graças e nós pensamos que tocamos o céu com um dedo. Não sabemos, no entanto, que para crescer precisamos de pão duro, das cruzes, das humilhações, das provações e das contradições.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina
