Δημοσιευθέν : 1/9/2010 και ώρα 13:38
Why is art beautiful? Because it’s useless. Why is life ugly? Because it’s all aims, objectives, intentions. All of its roads are for going from one point to another. If only we could have a road connecting a place no one ever leaves from to a place where no one goes! If only someone would devote his life to building a road from the middle of one field to the middle of another – a road that would be useful if extended at each end, but that would sublimely remain as only the middle stretch of a road!
Δημοσιευθέν : 31/8/2010 και ώρα 15:42
Truth is,
everybody is going to hurt you;
you just gotta find
the ones worth suffering for.
*Απαπά! Κοίτα να δεις τι είπε ο Bob…
Δημοσιευθέν : 30/8/2010 και ώρα 11:24
I don’t want to
belong to any club
that will accept me
as a member.
Δημοσιευθέν : 28/8/2010 και ώρα 05:48
O coração,
se pudesse
pensar,
pararia.
* Could it think, the heart would stop beating.
Δημοσιευθέν : 25/8/2010 και ώρα 03:00
I got back to Hong Kong at the end of 1966 – There was riots in Kowloon due to the price rise of ferry ticket – I wasn’t sure how long I’d be staying – So I took a room in a small hotel in Wanchai – I wrote columns for the Newspapers – They paid HK$10 per thousand words – It was pretty tough at first – As long as I could make ends meet, it made no difference what kind of stuff I wrote – I soon got used to this kind of life – I became an expert of ladies – Lots of one-night-stands – Never mind
nothing lasts forever
anyway…
Δημοσιευθέν : 5/8/2010 και ώρα 02:06
Se te é
impossível
viver só,
nasceste
escravo.
* If you cannot live alone, you were born a slave.
(Να σαι καλά Φερναντο – με κάλυψες…)
Δημοσιευθέν : 4/8/2010 και ώρα 00:50
Only the liberation
of the natural capacity for love
in human beings
can master
their sadistic destructiveness.
Δημοσιευθέν : 3/8/2010 και ώρα 00:52
Um tédio
que inclui a antecipação só de mais tédio; a pena, já, de amanhã ter pena de ter tido pena hoje.
Δημοσιευθέν : 12/7/2010 και ώρα 12:15
Life is all memory
except for the one present moment that goes by so quick you can hardly catch it going.
Δημοσιευθέν : 10/7/2010 και ώρα 16:20
Voici mon secret. Il est très simple:
On ne voit bien qu’avec le cœur,
L’ essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.