domingo, 18 de abril de 2010

"But lest you are my enemy
I must enquire,
"O no, my dear, let all that be;
What matter, so there is but fire
In you, in me?"

Yeats
"The mask"
"A cigarette is the perfect type of perfect pleasure. It's exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?"

- Oscar Wilde
O retrato de Dorian Gray