"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."
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
Chapter 3 After supper, when the visitors had gone, he went to his room and lay down on the sofa: he wanted to think about the monk. But a minute later Tanya came in. “Here, Andryusha; read father’s articles,” she said, giving him a bundle
Anton Chekhov (1860–1904) was a Russian physician, short-story writer and playwright, and I’m not particularly fond of him, though he’s widely regarded as one of the greatest masters of modern short fiction and who am I to argue? His work is celebrated for its psychological
A few pictures from the recently closed exhibition on Beauty and Ugliness as an aesthetic paradigma in which what’s ideal and what’s grotesque melt together as sides of the same coin. The exhibition featured works by Brueghel (lent from the other exhibition at Palazzo Reale),
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utente anonimo
Posted at 14:26h, 03 FebruaryApprofitto del tuo blog per mandarti tanti auguri di buon compleanno. Ti avevo scritto prima di Natale, ma non so se il mio email ti sia mai arrivato! In ogni caso, io non sono sparita del tutto. Un abbraccio, Raffaella.
ragnorosso
Posted at 11:53h, 04 Februaryehi, io non ti avevo fatto gli auguri perchè credevo fossi arrivata a quell’età a cui una donna non compie più gli anni, ma se lo gradisci: buon compleanno!
pirkaff
Posted at 17:56h, 04 FebruaryA quanto leggo fai gli anni,auguri.:-)
Se posso dirlo preferisco la versione old style dei Queen.:-)
Shelidon
Posted at 13:23h, 13 February@ Raffaella: grazie degli auguri, effettivamente non ho ricevuto nessuna e-mail prima di Natale! Mi fa piacere che tu non sia sparita: se passi dall’Italia (o da Israele, a questo punto), fammi un fischio.
@ Ragno rosso: certo che gradisco gli auguri! E tuttavia sono ormai giunta a quell’età in cui il conteggio degli anni rimane quello dell’anno precedente.
@ Pirkaff: io sono combattuta, anche questa versione ha il suo fascino.