terça-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2010
sábado, 23 de janeiro de 2010
23 de Janeiro de 2009
"If Heaven exists what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? They're sitting you in the front, the concert begins at five. It will be Mozart, Elvis and one of you're choosing."
Robin Williams e James Lipton
22 de Janeiro de 2009
"Johnny if heaven exists what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates? Uau..."
Johnny Depp e James Lipton
quinta-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2010
quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010
19 de Dezembro de 2009
"Nada incendeia mais o amor burguês do que a experiência lisonjeira de levar o outro a um êxtase tão louco que seria necessário ser-se assassino para provocar tais transformações por outros caminhos."
Robert Musil
18 de Janeiro de 2009
"Mas será esse o corpo do nosso espírito, das nossas ideias, intuições e planos, ou o das nossas loucuras - incluindo as mais deliciosas? O facto de Ulrich ter amado essas loucuras e de alimentar ainda algumas não o impedia de sentir que o corpo por elas criado não era verdadeiramente a sua casa."
Robert Musil
segunda-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2010
16 de Janeiro de 2009
"To be, or not to be, - that is the question: -
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? — To die, to sleep, —
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; —
To sleep, perchance to dream: — ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death, —
The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, — puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know naught of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought;
And enterprises of great pith and moment,
With this regard, their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action."
Shakespeare
15 de Janeiro de 2009
"Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that;/ You take my house, when you do take the prop/ That doth sustain my house; you take my life, / When you take the means whereby I live."
Shakespeare
14 de Janeiro de 2009
"I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; / A stage, where every man must play a part,/ And mine a sad one."
Shakespeare
11 de Janeiro de 2009
"And I asked old Jack, 'Do you remember the night, when the sky was so dark and the moon shone so bright? When a million small children pretending to sleep, nearly didn't have Christmas at all, so to speak? And would, if you could, turn that mighty clock back, to that long, fateful night, now think carefully Jack, would you do the whole thing all over again, knowing what you know now, knowing what you knew then?' And he smiled, like the old pumpkin king that I knew, then turned and asked softly of me: 'Wouldn't you?'"
Tim Burton
10 de Janeiro de 2009
"Stand up beside the fire place, take that look from off your face. You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out!"
Oasis
domingo, 10 de janeiro de 2010
sexta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2010
8 de Janeiro de 2009
"Por quanto tempo, por quanto tempo mais continuarei a dizer 'amanhã' e 'amanhã'? Porque não já? Porque não neste momento o fim da minha torpeza?"
Santo Agostinho
7 de Janeiro de 2009
"Como é que, por conseguinte, da amargura da vida se colhe um fruto suave como é gemer, e chorar, e suspirar e lamentar-se?"
Santo Agostinho
quarta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2010
6 de Janeiro de 2009
"What though the radiance which was once so bright/
Be now for ever taken from my sight,/
Though nothing can bring back the hour/
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;/
We will grieve not, rather find/
Strength in what remains behind..."
William Wordsworth
terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2010
5 de Janeiro de 2009
"Se não fosse melancólico, perderia o que a melancolia me dá e aí, seria Isso. E isso não."
Nuno Ferro (novamente, é mais uma memória do que uma citação.)
4 de Janeiro de 2009
"Sentei-me. Perguntou-me várias coisas, mas não lhe consegui responder, na realidade, nem sequer percebi as perguntas. Como tal, disse-lhe: 'Talvez já estejas arrependido de me ter convidado, é melhor ir-me embora', e estava prestes a levantar-me. Mas ele estendeu a mão por cima da mesa e empurrou-me para baixo. 'Fica', disse-me ele, 'isto era apenas um teste. Quem não responde às perguntas passa no teste.'"
Franz Kafka
domingo, 3 de janeiro de 2010
3 de Dezembro de 2009
"O guarda reconhece que o homem atingiu o seu limite e, para que os seus sentidos débeis captem as palavras, grita-lhe ao ouvido: 'Mais ninguém poderia entrar aqui, visto que o portão foi feito só para ti. Agora, vou fechá-lo.'"
Franz Kafka
2 de Janeiro de 2009
"So tenderly, your story is nothing more than what you see or what you've done or will become. Standing strong do you belong in your skin? Just wondering..."
Jamie Cullum
1 de Janeiro de 2009
"Next year, things are gonna cahnge. Gonna drink less beer and start all over again. Gonna pull up my socks, gonna clear my shower, not gonna live by the clock, but get up at a decent hour. Gonna read more books, gonna keep up with the news, gonna learn how to cook and spend less money on shoes. Pay my bills on time, file my mail away, everyday. Only drink the finest wine and call my Gran every Sunday... next year, next year, next year..."
Jamie Cullum
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