mistakes and muttering, back in the golden world that falls to me: the internet. Meanwhile, I curse the heat, though is still in my pajamas (pink shirt and white striped shorts, uaoh). Last night I had started re-reading for the thousandth time, "Momo" by Michael Ende, which is gaining in appeal every time I happen to your hands and I am instinctively a setback in the history of fairy and exceedingly rich metaphors which resemble today's society. No, I have not smoked anything XD instinct is that some day I speak with mind-blowing big words, especially (in fact, totally) to blame
Wilde of the two books I read (the second I re-read) or "De Profundis" Classicon and "The Picture of Dorian Gray." That the portrait has only one flaw for me: I hate the chapters that describe everything that has the pseudo child, and whatever his whims, such as the collection of jewelry, be surrounded by musicians from all over the place, the study perfume ... too boring. Although capibilissimo anyway, just to make us realize how superficial was the type. I would like Basil in history, alas. Most are good at the end of the first to be ingsnnati! Because they have too much confidence, too! talks about the book, "De Profundis" is actually a letter and is also discernible from the ideas that are organized as sets and the fact that, objectively, there is a logical discourse. But I love the deep knowledge of literature that Wilde and quotes of this or that I wanted to write them down somewhere because they were beautiful xD Then, certain arguments that he did, like the one on religion impressed me so much and cabbage I think I have prompted new ideas about it. Genius, as he called himself. Yo. 
Friday, June 5, 2009
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