- Ela: Ahn???
- Ele: Mo-te!!!
Everybody dies but not everybody lives
How can we say nobody’s perfect if there is no perfect to compare to? Perfection implies that there really is a right and wrong way to be. And what type of perfection is the best type? Moral perfection? Aesthetic? Physiological? Mental?
Não me digas que o céu é o limite quando há pegadas na lua!