"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."
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXIV: Hunting Down the Were-Wolf Thibault had got well ahead of the dogs, thanks to the precaution he had taken of making good his escape at the first note of the bloodhound. For some time he heard no
Why Look to Poets for Lessons on Space? Architecture, as a discipline, has long claimed dominion over the notion of space. From Vitruvius’ triad of firmitas, utilitas, venustas to Le Corbusier’s declaration of the house as “a machine for living in”, architects have positioned themselves
A Jury of Her Peers by Susan Glaspell At first glance, A Jury of Her Peers by Susan Glaspell might appear to be a little novel tucked away in the archives of early 20th-century American literature. However, beneath its seemingly simple narrative lies a profound
A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXIV: Hunting Down the Were-Wolf Thibault had got well ahead of the dogs, thanks to the precaution he had taken of making good his escape at the first note of the bloodhound. For some time he heard no
Why Look to Poets for Lessons on Space? Architecture, as a discipline, has long claimed dominion over the notion of space. From Vitruvius’ triad of firmitas, utilitas, venustas to Le Corbusier’s declaration of the house as “a machine for living in”, architects have positioned themselves
A Jury of Her Peers by Susan Glaspell At first glance, A Jury of Her Peers by Susan Glaspell might appear to be a little novel tucked away in the archives of early 20th-century American literature. However, beneath its seemingly simple narrative lies a profound
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impbianco
Posted at 23:51h, 08 FebruaryDire che mi trovo pianamente d’accordo è dire poco! :P
X-Bye
venturo
Posted at 11:58h, 09 FebruaryE’ troppo che non passo di qui!
Un saluto cara Shelidon…
Shelidon
Posted at 12:15h, 09 FebruaryCiao a te, carissima commessa.
HowlingWolf
Posted at 09:54h, 11 FebruaryNe 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 FebruaryDecisamente notevole! :-D