la tenrura del sospiru

"Qué pena ye la que fura
l'alma que ties en sin calma?
-non ye pena, ye tenrura
que non me cabe 'n el alma.
-Sospira, que si se finca
metanes l'alma un deseu,
con un sospiru se arrinca
pa que alite ´n un oreu;
y el cielu mismu, tan llisu,
si ta xarazau d'estrelles,
llancia un sospiru al avisu,
desenclavando una d'elles.
sospira...!
-Ya sospiré...!
-Calecisti?
-Un pocoñín...!
Y cuando yo i entrugué
por qué sospiraba asin,
rellampiagói la carina
de colorinos bermeyos,
y sonriyó mansulina,
y chó p'en baxo los güeyos...
Y cuando amiré pa ella,
escurrí yo con recelu
que se cayera una estrella
porque sospirara l' cielu..."

C.Cabal (L'Alborá de los Malvises)

damn unpretty¿?

" As I reflect back on what I’ve used and abused
And detect that I need some clues to get through
To those that accused me of never being true
I’ll lose if I play into this game and never know the rules
So how do I bring out the me nobody sees
The forest for the trees, how ’bout the woman behind the weave
The light from within this life is the only real remedy
Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty ¿?"

TLC

zahir

"...algo que, una vez tocado o visto, jamás se olvida, y va ocupando nuestro pensamiento hasta llevarnos a la locura. Mi Zahir no son las románticas metáforas con ciegos, brújulas, tigre, ni la moneda.
Tiene un nombre y su nombre es Esther."

"Para que la verdadera energía del amor pueda atravesar su alma, tiene que encontrarla como su acabase de nacer. ¿Por qué la gente es infeliz? Porque quiere aprisionar esa energía, lo cual es imposible. Olvidar la historia personal es mantener ese canal limpio, dejar que todos los días esa energía se manifieste como desea, permitirse ser guiada por ella."

"Falta un detalle: a medida que los espacios se van vaciando, para evitar que nos causen un sentimiento de vacío, es preciso rellenarlos rápidamente, aunque sea de manera provisional. "

Paulo Coelho(El Zahir)

kindle vs Mr Bass

Mi próxima parada en NYC será Strand, una librería de segunda mano en Broadway con la 12, con la solera de 80 añazos a cargo de Fred Bass, un romántico de los libros. No podemos dejar que sitios como éste desaparezcan, allí podemos encontrar 28km de libros!!!!
Mi padre lleva años descargándolos de internet, por eso sería un posible regalo de reyes...pero lo cierto es que él se los imprime y le gusta "palpar" las páginas. Yo personalmente creo que el kindle es un paso atrás, no comparable con el ipod. Son conceptos totalmente distintos, y sin libros dónde vamos a parar...

capella sistina

"So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that."

good will hunting

g gatsby

"Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope."

"He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey."

"I began to like New York, the racy, adventurous feel of it at night and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye."

"It made no difference to me. Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply-I was casually sorry, and then I forgot." (me: are you kidding me??)

"...she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow thinking and full of interior rules that act like brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home."

"Everyone suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known."

"...with the tragic eyes and short upper lips of south-eastern Europe..."

"No amount of fire or freshness canchallenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart."

"For a while these reveries provided an outlet of his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy´s wing."

"It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment."

"...scarcely human orchid of a woman..."

“For a moment a phrase tried to take shape in my mouth and my lips parted like a dumb man´s, as though there was more struggling upon them than a wisp of startled air. But they made no sound and what I had almost remembered was uncommunicable forever.”

“Well, there I was, way off my ambitions, getting deeper in love every minute, and all of a sudden I didn´t care. What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?”

"I see now that this has been a story of the West, after all--Tom and Gatsby, Daisy and Jordan and I, were all Westerners, and perhaps we possessed some deficiency in common which made us subtly unadaptable to Eastern life."

"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that´s no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther....And one fine morning--
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

F. Scott Fitzgerald

toro-mariposa

cómo entrar en El Prado sin reserva, sin pagar y sin esperar colas en un puente?
prueba superada!!!
muy chula la ampliación