A literatura me condena. Sempre.

Kismine sighed, gazing up at the stars … ‘I never noticed the stars before… They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth’ … ‘It was a dream’, said John quietly. ‘Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness’ (The Diamond as Big as the Ritz - F. Scott Fitzgerald)*


* a melhor coisa que li nessa semana.