Metafísica do Chocolate
palavras, imagens e sons
segunda-feira, 18 de junho de 2012
segunda-feira, 13 de junho de 2011
Um pouco de Pessoa
Quem é que o saberá sonhar?
A alma de outrem é outro universo
Como que não há comunicação possível,
Com que não há verdadeiro entendimento.
Nada sabemos da alma
Senão da nossa;
As dos outros são olhares,
São gestos, são palavras,
Com a suposição de qualquer semelhança
No fundo.
(Fernando Pessoa)
domingo, 24 de abril de 2011
...
"So subdued I was by those tears, and by their breaking out again in the course of the quiet walk, that when I was on the coach, and it was clear of the town, I deliberated with an aching heart whether I would not get down when we changed horses and walk back, and have another evening at home, and a better parting. We changed, and I had not made up my mind, and still reflected for my comfort that it would be quite practicable to get down and walk back, when we changed again. And while I was occupied with these deliberations, I would fancy an exact resemblance to Joe in some man coming along the road towards us, and my heart would beat high. –As if he could possibly be there!
We changed again, and yet again, and it was now too late and too far to go back, and I went on. And the mists had all solemnly risen now, and the world lay spread before me."
(Charles Dickens, Great Expectations. Volume I, Chapter XIX)