Isaiah, 40
24. No sooner are they planted or sown, no sooner do they take root in the ground, than he blows on them, and they wither, a storm sweeps them away like stubble.
24. No sooner are they planted or sown, no sooner do they take root in the ground, than he blows on them, and they wither, a storm sweeps them away like stubble.
“O amor sem temor torna-se presunção.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina