35. Then was the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold broken to pieces together, and became like the chaff of a summer's thrashingfloor, and they were carried away by the wind: and there was no place found for them: but the stone that struck the statue, became a great mountain, and filled the whole earth.





“O amor tudo esquece, tudo perdoa, sem reservas.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina