I do not know the cause (or know too well), but every summer I reread a Arniches. And every summer I go back to your great text "The shoemaker philosopher, a kind of against the prose of the Hegelian world. I play more when the text height.
"But what I do with change Melanio? Should you change to the rest, well. But what of change myself? Look, tomorrow my wife will be so old and so crippled as flat as usual. The tavern will be in the same place, wine will be better, if possible. Follow me trusting. Schmo like you will continue as usual. Tu niece come to take him midsoles, with that body as God has regordetillo dao, capable of sin, I do not mean a holy pedestal, but ... Susistirán tenancy tax and garbage from the streets. The people will believe what they are missing here are politicians, and politicians, that what is missing is people. The worst thing is that the two will be right. The keeps will be in the clouds, and wages in the stream. The generation of 98 still believes that it is more enlightened than PerlimplĂn History, falling two verses by bullet. All continue to say that this is wrong and no attempt is better. The worker will be the ridicule to which does not work. Women continue to increasingly shorter underneath and longer on top. I change and what? if I change and not change to what I like and what they dislike, I will remain some days bad and other good, as I stand next to each other "I mean ua, Melanie? say we do, and do as we do ..., you know? And if we can not say: "new year, new life", say at least: "New year, new lie". "
0 comments:
Post a Comment