When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down happy.
NO MAR Ele sustém eternos murmúreos Nas praias desoladas, e com soberbas cristas Inunda vinte mil cavernas, até que o sortilégio De Hécate as deixe com seu velho e assombroso som.
No man is na island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.
THE GOOD-MORROW I wonder, by my truth, what thou and I Did, till we loved; were we not weaned till then, But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den?
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