"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."
Ogni tanto mi domando se non avrei dovuto scegliermi un altro mestiere.
Poi mi rispondo di no.
Continues from yesterday… ATORRENT of rain held us marooned the next day. Miss Leahy was confined to her room, with a nurse in constant attendance and the house doctor making hourly calls. She was on the verge of a nervous collapse, he told me, crying
I wouldn’t have started this book on my own, and for many reasons. One of them is that in Italy it’s marketed as Young Adult Fiction, and I hate most of that stuff, and the other is its imposing length: 600 pages. I was distracted,
“The Phantom Farmhouse” is a short story written by Seabury Quinn, first published in the October 1923 issue of Weird Tales. It is one of Quinn’s most famous standalone works outside of his popular Jules de Grandin detective series. I had been at the new
Continues from yesterday… ATORRENT of rain held us marooned the next day. Miss Leahy was confined to her room, with a nurse in constant attendance and the house doctor making hourly calls. She was on the verge of a nervous collapse, he told me, crying
I wouldn’t have started this book on my own, and for many reasons. One of them is that in Italy it’s marketed as Young Adult Fiction, and I hate most of that stuff, and the other is its imposing length: 600 pages. I was distracted,
“The Phantom Farmhouse” is a short story written by Seabury Quinn, first published in the October 1923 issue of Weird Tales. It is one of Quinn’s most famous standalone works outside of his popular Jules de Grandin detective series. I had been at the new
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brianzolitudine
Posted at 12:41h, 18 DecemberL’immagine mi ricorda vagamente la bauhaus. Io mi sono convinto che – noi tutti – per il semplice fatto di lavorare pratichiamo il mestiere più antico del mondo.
Prostituire un cervello ad altri per otto e passa ore al giorno non è certo meglio che lasciare i propri orifizi e/o sfinteri alla mercè di altri per qualche decina di minuti massimo a botta. E pagamento cash.
E senz’altro, non lo si fa per una mercede più alta.
FiammaViola
Posted at 13:49h, 18 Decemberuna volta che hai fatto la scelta, non si torna più indietro :)
Shelidon
Posted at 18:12h, 18 December@ Brian: detto così qualsiasi professione perde molto del suo fascino… o ne acquista, a seconda dell’ottica *___^
@ Fiammaviola: non si torna indietro no e per molti di noi è una fortuna. Sai mai che in un momento di sconforto non si scegliesse una strada diversa e ci si ritrovasse a fare ECONOMIA :-#
FiammaViola
Posted at 11:48h, 19 Decemberche schifo :S boh se proprio dovesse pensarmi in un altro mestiere potrebbe gratificarmi solo medicina… ma nemmeno regge il confronto!
Shelidon
Posted at 18:46h, 19 Decembermmm… forse a me gratificherebbe la via della letteratura (che per ora è l’hobby), ma a quel punto l’arte e l’architettura diventerebbero l’hobby e bene o male saremmo punto da capo. No, di qui non si scappa.