Photo: NAIM

from ” Venetian Collection” 02 / 2009

As certezas, mais que as mentiras,

são inimigos perigosos da verdade

from

An Ideal Husband by              Oscar Wilde

… sir, it is your duty to get married. You can’t be always living for pleasure. Every man of position is married nowadays. Bachelors are not fashionable any more. They are a damaged lot. Too much is known about them. You must get a wife, sir. Look where your friend Robert Chiltern has got to by probity, hard work, and a sensible marriage with a good woman. Why don’t you imitate him, sir? Why don’t you take him for your model?

LORD GORING. I think I shall, father.

LORD CAVERSHAM. I wish you would, sir. Then I should be happy. At present I make your mother’s life miserable on your account. You are heartless, sir, quite heartless …

L’attesa attenua le passioni mediocri e aumenta le grandi.

F. de La Rochefoucauld

from

The Enchanted Island of Yew by       L. Frank Baum

… my journey anew and on foot.

“That afternoon I stepped into a nest of wasps, but the thoughtless creatures flew away without stinging me. Then I met a fierce tiger, and my heart grew light and gay. ‘Surely this will cause me suffering!’ I cried, and advanced swiftly upon the brute. But the cowardly tiger turned tail and ran to hide in the bushes, leaving me unhurt!

“Of course, my many disappointments were some consolation; but not much. That night I slept on the bare ground, and hoped I should catch a severe cold; but no such joy was to be mine.

“Yet the next afternoon I experienced my first pleasure. The thieves caught me, stripped off all my fine clothes and jewels and beat me …

War would end if the dead could return

Stanley Baldwin

from

Romeo and Juliet by      William Shakespeare

Our Bridall flowers serue for a buried Coarse: And all things change them to the contrarie

Fri. Sir go you in; and Madam, go with him, And go sir Paris, euery one prepare To follow this faire Coarse vnto her graue: The heauens do lowre vpon you, for some ill: Moue them no more, by crossing their high will.

Exeunt.

Mu. Faith we may put vp our Pipes and be gone

Nur. Honest goodfellowes: Ah put vp, put vp, For well you know, this is a pitifull case …

Politics is the gentle art of getting votes from the poor and campaign funds from the rich, by promising to protect each from the other.

Oscar Ameringer

Rodeo,   New York City,   1954

Photo: Robert Frank from “The Americans”

de

A Obra Ao Negro de Marguerite Yourcenar

Há alguém à minha espera. Vou até lá.

E fez-se de novo ao caminho.

- Quem é? – perguntou Henrique Maximiliano, estupefacto. – O prior de Leão, esse desdentado?

Zenão virou-se:

- Hic Zeno – disse. – Eu mesmo.