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256 pages, Paperback
First published February 8, 2011
Life is like a book, son
And every book has an end.
No matter how much you like that book...
...you will get to the last page...
And it will end.
No book is complete without it's end.
Once you get there...
...only when you read the last words...
...will you see how good the book is...
It feels real.
Brás de Oliva Domingos' life began 28 years ago and it ended on a Friday morning as he was hit by a truck on his way for his morning coffee. He was always there when his friends needed him, was close to his family, and he, like everyone else, was trying to find his way in the desert, looking for that oasis we like to call... "love."
“Each day, we feel more distant from each other, more alone, all while being surrounded by millions. Each day we watch as our city turns into a desert, one in which we are all lost, looking for that oasis we like to call “love”. The more we wait, the more everything and everyone looks like a grain of sand escaping between our fingers before vanishing into the wind. How do we find something or someone we can no longer see, but which is right there before us? And how do we hold on to what is most precious in life?”
“Life is like a book son. And every book has an end. No matter how much you like that book you will get to the last page and it will end. No book is complete without its end. And once you get there, only when you read the last words, will you see how good the book is.”
“Isn’t it strange how we always seem to remember the trivial things from our daily lives... yet we so often forget the most important ones?”