Micah, 7
1. Woe is me! For I have become as when the summer fruit has been gathered, as when the vintage has been gleaned: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig which my soul desires.
1. Woe is me! For I have become as when the summer fruit has been gathered, as when the vintage has been gleaned: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig which my soul desires.
“A ingenuidade e’ uma virtude, mas apenas ate certo ponto; ela deve sempre ser acompanhada da prudência. A astúcia e a safadeza, por outro lado, são diabólicas e podem causar muito mal.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina