Heela - Learning more and more about less and less and less

15/12/2007

Vista l'aria che tira è meglio premunirsi:

Occhio, malocchio, prezzemolo e finocchio, ego me baptizzo contro il malocchio. Puh! Puh!
E con il peperoncino e un po' d'insaléta ti protegge la Madonna dell'Incoronéta;
con l'olio, il sale, e l'aceto ti protegge la Madonna dello Sterpeto;
corrrrrno di bue, latte screméto, proteggi questa chésa dall'innominéto.

Altomare Secca (a.k.a. Lino Banfi)

pollyjean | 13:04 | permalink | commenti (9)

13/12/2007

Forgive me if I'm out of line,
I can't control myself sometimes
I think I'm sick but I might be well
I think I'm broke but it's hard to tell

[The Bravery - Out of line]

pollyjean | 08:52 | permalink | commenti

07/12/2007

You have to have in you some cell, some gene, some germ that will vibrate in answer to sensations that you can neither define, nor dismiss.
Beauty plus pity — that is the closest we can get to a definition of art.
Where there is beauty there is pity for the simple reason that beauty must die: beauty always dies, the manner dies with the matter, the world dies with the individual.

Vladimir Nabokov - Lecture on Kafka's "The Metamorphosis"

pollyjean | 16:06 | permalink | commenti

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