"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Intermezzo

Se un filosofo è un uomo cieco,
in una stanza buia,
che cerca un gatto nero che non c’è,
un teologo è l’uomo
che riesce a trovare quel gatto

– Bertrand Russell


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Bulgakov’s The Fatal Eggs

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5 Comments
  • impbianco
    Posted at 23:51h, 08 February Reply

    Dire che mi trovo pianamente d’accordo è dire poco! :P

    X-Bye

  • venturo
    Posted at 11:58h, 09 February Reply

    E’ troppo che non passo di qui!

    Un saluto cara Shelidon…

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 12:15h, 09 February Reply

    Ciao a te, carissima commessa.

  • HowlingWolf
    Posted at 09:54h, 11 February Reply

    Ne conoscevo una versione alternativa che diceva che lo scenziato cerca un gatto nero in una stanza buia; il teologo cerca, in una stanza buia, un gatto nero che non c’è, il politico è quello che in una stanza buia, cercando un gatto nero che non c’è, dopo un po’ inizia a gridare ‘L’ho preso: L’ho preso!”

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 10:41h, 11 February Reply

    Decisamente notevole! :-D

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