Song of Solomon, 8
1. Ah, why are you not my brother, nursed at my mother's breast! Then if I met you out of doors, I could kiss you without people thinking ill of me.
1. Ah, why are you not my brother, nursed at my mother's breast! Then if I met you out of doors, I could kiss you without people thinking ill of me.
“Não desperdice suas energias em coisas que geram preocupação, perturbação e ansiedade. Uma coisa somente é necessária: elevar o espírito e amar a Deus.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina