"The pen in my hand is heavy with ink,\inspiration comes not to my mind.\I try very hard to think,\but destiny is not too kind.\So I will put my pen away,\no poetry is very frustrating.\Tomorrow words will come my way,\which to me is very exhilarating." Bernard Shaw
13 novembro 2006
Still Life with Woodpecker
I sense that novel of my dreams is in the Remington SL3 - although it writes much faster than I can spell.
Her surname resembled a line from an optometrist's examination chart.
Society had a crime problem. It hired cops to attack crime. Now society has a cop problem.
There are two kinds of people in this world : those who believe there are two kinds of people in this world and those who are smart enough to know better.
The man and woman firmly shook hands. The solution to the overpopulation problem might rest in such handshakes.
If you're honest, you sooner or later have to confront your values. Then you're forced to separate what is right from what is merely legal. This puts you metaphysically on the run. America is full of metaphysical outlaws.
It's never too late to have a happy childhood.
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un libro stupendo, son felice ti sia piaciuto..
un abbraccio,
la tua professoressa!!
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