Ana Claudia Antunes Quotes

Falling from the sky like the rain, And I fly and sing like the little birds..., Movements that are not in vain, Everything has a life made of words.

How do you paint a writer's block?Just fill it with fifty shades of black.

Don´t let egos get in the way to ruin your day. If someone holds their inflated ego, blow it away!

Writing is a bitch. It's an itch that I love to scratch.

Because it's worth dreaming and expecting the best from you and others, because once you fulfill your dreams you can make other people happy as well.

How I'm glad to go back home!Once I truly have no more worry. Many of those who are in a hurry Endure setbacks in the outcome.

He started to estrange her... And they became strangers Who knew each other's heart, So broken as they drifted apart.

Sometimes something that you've been asking forIt's just something that you could not see before. For it was something that made you belong,And that was there the whole time all along.

Well, there would be no sound if we shout on the background.

Treat me well and I will tell... Treat me bad and I feel sad. Treat me good, change my mood. Treat me sweet and call it quits!

Leave no livid life in your days but vivid days in your life

Rats! It's rainy outside,And to be a good fellaInvite a smile so wideNobody needs umbrella!

In every possibility of a mind May you travel, yet not blind. As a head filled with imagination, Goes a heart full of gold creation, It's never late to have a dream. Nor is it so far away as it seems, And, like a rearview mirror reveals, Thus a fantasy soon becomes real. It may be closer than it appears. Or at least it will show up clear. Never give up a dream for fear!

Being on Facebook too much in a row is like playing chess in a black hole. You never know if the next move will lead you to a checkmate or a mate checked.

The future is completely open and so is the past. And we are writing them right now. Making a different past or future is only up to us now.

How can I shut downIf you don't open up??

All changes are positive, just look in the bright side, always and you find the pearl that lies beneath in the sand and a sunny way is there ahead for you!:)

She was born under the sign of Gemini. And that stands for the good and evil twin. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde both hiding and residing inside her heart. Her good twin was not bad at all. But her evil twin was even better, and showed up to be way too fatal!

it's always good to know that you have been the best even though deep inside you know you will never be better than that.

All the drain leads to the ocean...So chill out and enjoy the motion!

Walking with my doggy is so much fun! And she makes me laugh, she makes me run. Licking she likes to make some good new friends, Kindly enough with cyclists who spin with no end.

Let it shine, the light in you. Oh, and that's delighting me! Various colors shining through. Elated, it fills my soul with ecstasy.

It tales two to Tao.

What did the soup say to the tea plate? "You're too shallow for me. I like deep dish to dip right into!" I still keep my British humour in good taste. No room for egos or rumours.

Having unthoughtful thoughts for me is unthinkable, so much so that I cannot even think about that.

We should learn to smile as we fall, So much so as when we have it all.

A good writer is also an avid reader. A good reader is also a vivid dreamer. A good dreamer is also a good learner. And a good learner is definitely a good listener. A good listener is always looking to what the heart speaks. A spoken heart talks directly to a silent soul. And a silent soul is most of the time in pace with a peaceful thought. A peaceful thought is also a good writer...

Don't let the excess of demand make you loose your command and get you further from what you've planned.

I like the way Twitter makes one be more concise.It looks like someone is saying sometthing wise

Pay to go inside Neruda's homeA body lies there with no dome.But right there in the front hallLean a fairy against the icy wall.Oh Endless enigmas had the bard!Nice and large and calm backyardEnds In the middle of a rare roomRare portrait of revelishing gloom.Up climbing at the weird snail stairDoes make you grasp for some air.And there's a room with bric-a-brac:Old and precious books all in a pack.Dare saying what I liked most of all?Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!

Don't confound static electricity with ecstatic eccentricity. One will leave your hair up, the other will live up in the air!

This book's like black holes. It really engulfes you whole.

Some things happen for a reason, Others just come with the season.

The weakest ones are the wickedest cruel When the strongest ones in gentleness rule!

Just when you see a kid selling a mascot,If you don't buy it because he winks, Not only that will be considered a "boycott",Xenophobically, it will also be a jinx!

S:uch is Heaven on Earth, in all landA:s the sun brightens to the moon N:ails the Creation in a palm of a hand, D:ancing IT makes the desert bloom.

Great characters- They are pivotal for a great plot. THEN a solid plot: Why then? If you do not have great characters it is impossible to create a good plot, nonetheless a solid one. Once you have built great characters for the scenes, there you have it. It’s just like the movies, you cannot have a great film if the characters are frail and their lines are weak as well. I guess great world-building comes along with a good plot. If there is something that will work fine in a novel is how you will develop from the theme. You’ve got to establish a good timeline, and from there it comes a world. You see the technical matters don’t match or matter as much to me. Even a poorly written story, if there is a good plot and great characters on it will make a divine combination There are simply many cases of it over the mainstream and that even reached the big screen.

Blessed be, it's finally Spring. In joy and delight the birds sing, Ravished upon the entire earth, The new rebirth, Helas, the joy it brings!

Life always gives us another change: It's called "To Move On".

Latin is a dead tongue And Romans made songs! Then no one disagree: It delighted them in theory Now it's "the Latin" in me.