Rabiya

“Before cruelly vilifying them from a great height, the mudslingers at newspapers and journals should bear in mind that all artistic endeavors were by and large a mixture of effort and imagination, the embodiment of a solitary endeavor, of a sometimes long-nurtured dream, when they were not a desperate bid to give life meaning.”
― Felix J Palma, The Map of Time

“Time could only be seen in the falling leaves, a wound that healed, a woodworm's tunneling, rust that spread, and hearts that grew weary. Without anyone to discern it, time was nothing, nothing at all.”
― Félix J. Palma, The Map of Time

“Time is a river sweeping away all that is born towards the darkest shore.”
― Félix J. Palma, The Map of Time

“We are the authors of our own fate-we write it each day with every one of our actions.”
― Félix J. Palma, The Map of Time