"My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it’s dragging me down to the bottom;
but I love my stone. I can’t live without it."
but I love my stone. I can’t live without it."
Madame Ranevsky
Tabulando la vida / Habitar en sus márgenes, lindes del camino. [ Cártobas NicOh ]
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario