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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01 enero, 2011

While the sun shines


Rest at Night
The Sun from shining,
Nature - and some Men -
Rest at Noon - some Men
While Nature
And the Sun - go on


Emily Dickinson


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