“But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”

E. Hemingway.
"París era una fiesta"


Friday, 30 January 2015

Conclusiones

La ignorancia es una bendición, escribo. Ignorance is bliss.

—Ignorance is bliss— le he dicho a Mariana, tratando de sacarle a la infancia eterna de mi voz un tono a lo Ava Gardner, pero sabiendo que suena a Molly Ringwald.
—Y está el bendito que hace ola—me ha respondido sin mirarme, absorta en Remarque.

También es cierto.

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