Dungeon Siege III

Dungeon Siege III

Dragon’s Crown

Dragon’s Crown

Quando a Indesejada das gentes chegar
(Não sei se dura ou caroável),
talvez eu tenha medo.
Talvez sorria, ou diga:
- Alô, iniludível!
O meu dia foi bom, pode a noite descer.
(A noite com os seus sortilégios.)
Encontrará lavrado o campo, a casa limpa,
A mesa posta,
Com cada coisa em seu lugar.
Manuel Bandeira, Consoada.
O arsenal petista de dossiês contra Aécio já está pronto. Os aloprados não têm princípios, simplesmente cumprem ordens. Sabem que não sobrevivem longe da máquina de Estado. Contarão com o apoio entusiástico de artistas, intelectuais e jornalistas. Todos eles fracassados e que imputam sua insignificância a uma conspiração das elites. E são milhares espalhados por todo o Brasil.

Marco Antonio Villa, Basta de PT. O Globo (07/10/2014).

http://oglobo.globo.com/opiniao/basta-de-pt-14162370#ixzz3FW6yMvd2

Me proteja daqueles que desejam me ajudar.
Irvine Welsh, Trainspotting
A guerra (polemos) é pai de todas as coisas, rei de tudo; de uns fez deuses, de outros homens; de uns, escravos, de outros, homens livres.
Heráclito de Éfeso (via ellenflagg)
 
Confident that she could see nothing of him, he stared back. He had certainly set his eyes on more voluptuous creatures, but something about her lack of glamour engaged him. Such women were in his experience often more entertaining company than beauties like Julia. They could be flattered or bullied into acts the beauties would never countenance and be grateful for attention. Perhaps she would come back, this woman. He hoped she would.
Clive Barker. The Hellbound Heart.
They had little in common. Julia the sweet, the beautiful, the winner of glances and kisses, and Kirsty, the girl with the pale handshake, whose eyes were only as bright as Julia’a before or after the tears. She had long ado decided that life was unfair. But why, when she’d accepted the bitter truth did circumstances insist on rubbing her face in it?
Clive Barker, The Hellbound Heart