The closer you come to the end, the more there is to say. The end is only imaginary, a destination you invent to keep yourself going, but a point comes when you realise you will never get there. You might have to stop, but that is only because you have run out of time. You stop but that does not mean you have come to the end.
Paul Auster, In the County of Last Things
Originalmente publicado (procurem Austerianadas) pela Listeria nos Pensamentos Tangenciais… xiiii… olha o mofo…. (xii… 2004…)
Give it 2 Me, Madonna
Junho, 17, 2008 às 3:03 pm |
«Trabalho inimputável»?
Junho, 18, 2008 às 9:37 pm |
deranges jobs (à la babelfish, duh). mas sim, deranged people tb são inimputáveis