Era um povo que rezava.

Deputado protestava contra seu processo de cassação, que irá ao plenário nos próximos dias

We hold onto the belief that affection is not just a tender emotion but a formidable strength, a force that ripples through time and space, yielding bountiful fruits.

Era fim de tarde no sertão, quando o sol se deitava com preguiça por trás das coxilhas, tingindo o céu de um rosa que parecia ter sido soprado por Deus.

On page 55 of an ordinary book lies a phrase that doesn’t shout, but echoes: “Avoiding unnecessary wars is also a victory.” There are no characters, no elaborate setting—just a bare truth, almost shy,...

In our hearts, we often find ourselves tangled in the web of apologies. We whisper “sorry” for our existence, for our limitations, for our very essence. We apologize for our illnesses, our absences, o...