Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.
Monique, I’m very glad to have my works in your site. I always read you interesting posts, music and specially your poems, which are beautiful, but any way sad, because the poet is a beautiful, brig...
Rosa Lapinha, Portugal
Verdadeira e sentida a paixão pela Arte!… genuine and heartfelt passion from art I feel it
