Biblioteca | Fevereiro - Março 2011
02-3/2011
Philip Roth | Deception
Philip Roth | Deception
“Did you get my letter?"
"Yes, I did. It was wonderful. I tore it up. I thought that would be the perfect thing to do."
"Yes, I did. It was wonderful. I tore it up. I thought that would be the perfect thing to do."
Halldór Laxness | Iceland's Bell
"I thought a man could love a lost treasure for as long as he missed it," she said.
"A man doesn't know precisely when the longing disappears," he said. "In its own way it's like a wound that's been healed; or like death. A man doesn't know precisely when the wound ceased to cause him pain; nor does he know precisely when he dies. Suddenly a man is healed; suddenly dead."
"A man doesn't know precisely when the longing disappears," he said. "In its own way it's like a wound that's been healed; or like death. A man doesn't know precisely when the wound ceased to cause him pain; nor does he know precisely when he dies. Suddenly a man is healed; suddenly dead."
Iris Murdoch | The sea, the sea
Fazia muito tempo que eu não lia um livro tão chato e tão longo. Well written, utterly boring though.
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