auster [outra vez]

A Fnac volta a ser um vício diário. As prateleiras cheias de livros a cinco euros absolutamente irresistíveis. Mesmo que já tenha muitos dos livros que por lá andam a pedir para ser levados para casa. Como o magistral “The Brooklyn Follies”:

“Yes, I suppose you could. And you’d wind up regretting it every day for the rest of your life. Don’t go there Joyce. Try to roll with the punches. Keep your chin up. Don’t take any wooden nickels. Vote Democrat in every election. Ride your bike in the park. Dream about my perfect, golden body. Take your vitamins. Drink eight glasses of water a day. Pull for the Mets. Watch a lot of movies. Don’t work too hard at your job. Take a trip to Paris with me. Come to the hospital when Rachel has her baby and hold my grandchild in your arms. Brush your teeth after every meal. Don’t cross the street on the red light. Defend the little guy. Stick up for yourself. Remember how beautiful you are. Remember how much I love you. Drink one Scotch on the rocks every day. Breathe deeply. Keep your eyes open. Stay away from fatty foods. Sleep the sleep of the just. Remember how much I love you.”

O outro post já tem três anos... parece que estou a ficar velha.