Revenge is a dish best served cold


A theory states that

People observe the colours of the day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colours. Waxy yellows, cloud-spat blues. Murky darknesses. I make a point to notice them.

The Book Thief
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04 junio, 2010

To be famous

you have to be infamous...



3 comentarios:

  1. Me ha llamado la atención tu blog :)

    Un besito color púrpura

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  2. Me he quedado mirando la frase de: "All the things you love will die". En realidad ahí reside la magia de todo, en la caducidad de las cosas.

    Un besito muy fuerte :)

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