"Since I had nowhere permanent to stay, I had no interest whatever in keeping treasures, and since I was empty-handed, I had no fear of being robbed on the way"
Matsuo Bashô , The records of a travel-worn Satchel
sexta-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2011
O ventilador e a flor
Por tudo o que a gente pode ver,
mas não pode tocar