“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"


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Friday, 13 March 2015

Un sombrero lleno de cielo


“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.”
Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies
 
Ayer ha muerto Terry Pratchett, uno de mis autores favoritos. A Neil Gaiman debo haber disfrutado de sus libros, y con su obiturario, perfecto, como todo lo que escribe, me quedo. 
 
Buen viaje, Terry: vas de la mano de la mejor Muerte imaginable, escrita por ti.