brocket hall

Posted in Senza categoria with tags on 23 febbraio 2019 by catcher in the rye

Ah, it is you, Ma’am. I couldn’t tell. The butler said you would be here. I come here for the rooks. They’re sociable animals. A gathering like this is called a parliament. Altogether more civilised than their human equivalent. I’m sorry to disturb you, Lord M… but I had to talk to you. Brocket Hall is honoured, Ma’am. I have come here incognito, of course. – Of course. But your presence cannot be entirely disguised. Yesterday I realised something. Yes, Ma’am? I think perhaps now… I’m speaking as a woman and not as a queen. At the beginning… I thought that you were the father I never had. But now I feel, I know… that you are the only companion I could ever desire. Did you know that… that rooks mate for life? Every year, they… they build their nests together… renew all those little civilities that… make a marriage sparkle. I think we could learn much from them. If I had just spent more time watching the rooks… my wife would have felt more attended to. She should never have left you. I would never do such a thing. No. I believe when you give your heart it will be without hesitation. But you cannot give it to me. I think you have it already. No, you must keep it intact for someone else. For I have no use for it, you see. Like a rook, I mate for life. I see. Then I am sorry to have disturbed you, Lord Melbourne.

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Ciao Bruno…

Posted in Senza categoria on 16 febbraio 2019 by catcher in the rye

“The sweetest spirit under this roof is gone”

Posted in Senza categoria with tags on 6 febbraio 2019 by catcher in the rye

3×04 Victoria.

 

come diavolo faccio a vedere serie se ma la prendo sempre così tanto?

what the fuck.

questa è veramente una stra ottima review. Mi sono andata a cercare subito review, opinioni, pensieri…

maledizione!

mi passerà. ma non oggi!

http://www.telefilmaddicted.com/wordpress/victoria-3×02-3×04-li-dove-fa-piu-male/

Buon anno e buon vento…

Posted in Senza categoria on 31 dicembre 2018 by catcher in the rye

..A fine anno non tiro somme, la matematica non é il mio forte.
Spero solo di essere rimasto nel cuore di qualcuno.
C. Bukowski

A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage

Posted in Senza categoria on 20 dicembre 2018 by catcher in the rye
Can you lie next to her
And give her your heart, your heart
As well as your body
And can you lie next to her
And confess your love, your love
As well as your folly
And can you kneel before the king
And say I’m clean, I’m clean
Tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage
You did not think when you sent me to the brink, to the brink
You desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections
Tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Lead me to the truth and I will follow you with my whole life
Lead me to the truth and I will follow you with my whole life

you were my lesson i had to learn

Posted in Senza categoria on 20 dicembre 2018 by catcher in the rye

your heart is not open
So I must go
The spell has been broken
I loved you so

Freedom comes when you learn to let go
Creation comes when you learn to say no

You were my lesson
I had to learn
I was your fortress
You had to burn

Pain is a warning that something’s wrong
I pray to God that it won’t be long
Do you wanna go higher?

 

El Real Observatorio de Madrid. El último y más icónico edificio de Villanueva.

Posted in Senza categoria on 24 ottobre 2018 by catcher in the rye

Investigart

“El Observatorio Astronómico de Madrid es una de las últimas obras de Juan de Villanueva, desconocida para la gran mayoría, tan considerable, que ni siquiera está catalogada como monumento nacional”

Antonio Fernández Alba: El Observatorio Astronómico de Madrid de Juan de Villanueva, Xarait ediciones, Madrid, 1979.

El Observatorio de Madrid durante la Guerra de la Independencia. Grabado publicado por Bacler D’Albe en Souvenirs Pittoresques-Campagne d’Espagne. Reproducido por Fernández Alba.

          En el cerrillo de San Blas, en la Villa y Corte de Madrid, subsiste casi milagrosamente un pequeño edificio conocido en su silueta por los madrileños, pero que guarda en su interior el aura mistérica de las ciencias puras, que en ocasiones se nos presentan como algo remoto al ciudadano de a pie. Ubicado en terrenos que lindaban con el Real Sitio del Buen Retiro, aquí proyectó el rey ilustrado, Carlos III, la construcción de…

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