"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."
Tra un’ora e mezza sarò a trascinarmi sotto il sole di Milano per andare ad infilarmi in un’aula bollente a dare (per la diciannovesima volta) l’esame più ostico dell’intero corso di laurea, con il più famigerato professore dell’intero polo universitario. Pensatemi.
Chapter 7 One long winter night Kovrin was lying in bed, reading a French novel. Poor Tanya, who had headaches in the evenings from living in town, to which she was not accustomed, had been asleep a long while, and, from time to time, articulated
Every few months it comes back. A pencil drawing of a bee, a quote in a serif font, and different authorities invoked as the source: aerodynamically speaking, the bee cannot fly, but it doesn’t know that, so it flies anyway. It gets shared and liked,
Chapter 5 Glad that he had been so successful in the part of peacemaker, Kovrin went into the park. Sitting on a garden seat, thinking, he heard the rattle of a carriage and a feminine laugh — visitors were arriving. When the shades of evening
Chapter 7 One long winter night Kovrin was lying in bed, reading a French novel. Poor Tanya, who had headaches in the evenings from living in town, to which she was not accustomed, had been asleep a long while, and, from time to time, articulated
Every few months it comes back. A pencil drawing of a bee, a quote in a serif font, and different authorities invoked as the source: aerodynamically speaking, the bee cannot fly, but it doesn’t know that, so it flies anyway. It gets shared and liked,
Chapter 5 Glad that he had been so successful in the part of peacemaker, Kovrin went into the park. Sitting on a garden seat, thinking, he heard the rattle of a carriage and a feminine laugh — visitors were arriving. When the shades of evening
10 Comments
heraclitus
Posted at 14:17h, 18 Julyormai sarai già andata… in bocca al lupo. ;-)
Shelidon
Posted at 16:56h, 18 JulySono già anche tornata. L’esame di statica è sempre un’esperienza surreale, peccato non avere tempo di parlarne ora. Me lo appunto tra i post da fare venerdì (rabbrividiamo).
ragno62
Posted at 19:25h, 18 Julyspero sia andato bene
heraclitus
Posted at 14:53h, 19 Julycurioso delle surrealtà universitarie…
coaloalab
Posted at 16:19h, 19 JulyChérie, passa a trovarmi.
La vodka fredda è sempre lì ad aspettarti!
Che freddo!
contenebbia
Posted at 17:04h, 19 JulyAttendiam trepidanti il post rivelatore, allora, my dear.
venturo
Posted at 17:16h, 19 JulyAh come ti capisco…in bocca ai lupi! (‘che all’università ce ne sono tanti).
Shelidon
Posted at 19:34h, 19 JulyScusate se vi ho fatto attendere. Sono un po’ cotta… mi sa che tra poco vado a dormire.
Shelidon
Posted at 07:20h, 02 AugustFletto i muscoli e sono architetto
[..] Ovvero, per laurearsi occorre avere poteri cosmici e anche qualcosa in più. Era una notte buia e tempestosa e avevo promesso a Lui che l’avrei accompagnato al concerto dei (altra storia) così, a una tavola dall’agognato traguardo di ter [..]
Shelidon
Posted at 07:20h, 02 AugustFletto i muscoli e sono architetto
[..] Ovvero, per laurearsi occorre avere poteri cosmici e anche qualcosa in più. Era una notte buia e tempestosa e avevo promesso a Lui che l’avrei accompagnato al concerto dei (altra storia) così, a una tavola dall’agognato traguardo di ter [..]