
Esta manhã encontrei o teu nome nos meus sonhos
e o teu perfume a transpirar na minha pele.
Maria do Rosário Pedreira
Ideia do Dia: como um peixe respira na rede mais exausta.
CECILY: I keep a diary in order to enter the wonderful secrets of my life. If I didn't write them down, I should probably forget all about them. MISS PRISM: Memory, my dear Cecily, is the diary that we all carry about with us. CECILY: Yes, but it usually chronicles the things that have never happened, and couldn't possibly have happened. Oscar Wilde
