Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other: When that mine eye is famish'd for a look, Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother, With my love's picture then my eye doth feast And to the painted banquet bids my heart; Another time mine eye is my heart's guest And in his thoughts of love doth share a part: So, either by thy picture or my love, Thyself away art resent still with me; For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move, And I am still with them and they with thee; Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight Awakes my heart to heart's and eye's delight. Shakespeare, Sonnet 47 (Inglês currente: Between my eyes and heart a pact is made, And they each now do good things for the other: When my eyes are starved for a look (at you), Or my heart smothers itself with sighs, On my love's picture my eyes do feast And my eyes call my heart to this beautiful picture; Another ...
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Bem, se calhar já viste, mas se gostaste dessa então deves gostar disto também! Enjoy! -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhVJQNUzHx4
Como o SVT, tem partes em que me arrepio todo...
"It's like with oil painting or painting or something you know... A friend of mine said: paint 100 and see if you're good at it. After 100, maybe you'll know."
"This ain't home work... If you can have something hit you and you do it then, you just... It's like... (long pause) It's, it's happening quick and it just gets to where it needs to go. Capturing, you know lightning in a bottle." -> Que mestre aquele Eddie! :D
"Kind of, participating as an instrument rather than, you know, a storyteller... Writing's great, but there's so many words! There's too many options..."
Bem, tenho de parar senão justificava outro post!! :D