26 de setembro de 2011

11 de setembro de 2011

1 de setembro de 2011

I'm crying inside and nobody knows it, And I'm dying inside and nobody knows, And I'm missing you and nobody knows. But no one needs to know right? 

31 de julho de 2011

6 de julho de 2011

"In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people's home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!" 

Woody Allen

4 de julho de 2011

"As crianças haveriam de recordar para o resto das suas vidas a augusta solenidade com que o pai se sentou à cabeceira da mesa, trémulo de febre, devastado pela prolongada vigília e pelo ardor da sua imaginação, e lhes revelou a sua descoberta:

- A terra é redonda como uma laranja.

Úrsula perdeu a paciência. «Se queres ficar maluco, fica tu sozinho», gritou. «Mas não metas na cabeça das crianças as tuas ideias de cigano.”


Cem Anos de Solidão – Gabriel García Marquez