 
Love is the reason!
Love is to be happy!
Love is to be the happiest!
Love is ascending to heaven!
Love is dancing!
Love is falling!
Love is to be the saddest of all and be moved by the wonderful experience of being alive!! 
 
Love is the reason! The love of all is the reason!
The reason is love! Love is everything! 
 
Love save us!
Love keeps us alive! 
 
Life is not rational. Life isn’t created. Life is built... Love also...
Love is the reason! Love is everything!
Those who merely are, they just exist!
Those who just are, they don’t live!
Those who only exist, love goes through them while they are sleeping ...
Those who just exist, they dyed sleeping ...
Those who just exist, they don’t live! Those who live with open eyes, groaning up by the beauty of sadness, groaning up by the madness of passion, love erases any hurt, love forgives everything ... love is the reason! 
 
Love is energy! Love is the reason!
Love is the reason! Love is everything!
 
To love it the is sure that we will be forever spilled in memory of those who stay. I feel pain when they try to take me down, but love is the reason! Love gives reason to everything!
 
Love is music ... and I drink a glass. Love is music and shakes the heart! Love is music and I fall in love in a moment ...
Love is the music that we dance on that hot summer road smelling of tar! 
 
Love is the blue skies over my head!
Love is the painted blue on my face.
 
Let us close our eyes !!! Love is everything! Let us close our eyes!!! Love is what we need!
Let us close our eyes !!!  Love makes us stars!
Let us close our eyes !!! No one can stop us!
 
Love is Peace! Love is color!
 
Love someone can only do well!
 
Love is the reason!
 
Love is to be the saddest of all and be moved by the wonderful experience of being alive!!!
 
Love is to be happy even when it’s not!
Love is to be happy when it is are, but it doesn’t known it.
 
This is my manifesto!!

Love is the answer

I remember of being a kid not yet able to read, being a child staying at home while my brothers went to school. I remember the silence that felt when I entered secretly in their room and entertained me openning their books. I didn’t know to read them, but that wasn’t what held me to them. What pulled me, was the fact that, passing my hands through places where my brothers, my first best friends, had passed, state, dreamed: I felt a little like I was with them, accompanied, hand in hand to travel trough the same worlds, giving the same steps ...

A few years ago, faced with the absence of someone very special, filled my home with their books. Who the authors were or wich stories they told,  didn’t bother me, but the presence of someone who had been so important to me, spread over all those pages. The certainty that in each of these books, on every page of this huge stack of books, would be a bit of themselves, their steps making my room full of his presence. I went back to remember the silence felt in the room of my brothers and that made me so much company.

The books, either new fresh from the store or ancient relics passed from hand to hand, have the potential to transform a life. The ability to hold us on, make us welcoming, or cozy, make us see that we aren´tt alone in the universe, that our pains are nothing but merely pain; that our doubts, anxieties, passions and joys are not only ours, but of all universe! After years and centuries of existence, all we went through similar moments, we all feel similar emotions. Books have the power to relativize life, they keep us accompany, they talk to us, anyway, they  immortalize human experience.

 Life teaches us to read them, but they are also teaching us life.

So, maybe I actually buy more books than those I can really read, just because I want to find them answers to my own soul.

When I was invited to exalt the maximum interpreters of Portuguese language portraying Portuguese-speaking writers around the world, I couldn’ stop thinking that the perfect portraying them on their own holder: books...

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