Nick: Viola* Oggetto: re:La busta in testa Data: 23/6/2009 14.58.45 Visite: 48
per attraversare la mia piazza ho dovuto immergere i piedi fino alle caviglie in una poltiglia fangosa "We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." Alfred Tennyson, "Ulysses" |