21 setembro 2011

Ponto de Vírgula

“And the thing that excited me so very much at that time and still does is that the words or words that make what I looked at be itself were always words that to me very exactly related themselves to that thing the thing at which I was looking, but as often as not had as I say nothing whatever to do with what any words would do that described that thing (...)


A white egg and a colored pan and a cabbage showing settlement, a constant increase.

A cold in a nose, a single cold nose makes an excuse. Two are more necessary.

All the goods are stolen, all the blisters are in the cup.

Cooking, cooking is the recognition between sudden and nearly sudden very little and all large holes.

A real pint, one that is open and closed and in the middle is so bad.

Tender colds, seen eye holders, all work, the best of change, the meaning, the dark red, all this and bitten, really bitten.

Guessing again and golfing again and the best men, the very best men."

in Tender Buttons, Gertrude Stein 

Salvador Dali


225 g de farinha de trigo;

1 colher de chá de fermento em pó;

50 g de margarina;

25 g de açúcar;

7 colheres de sopa de leite;

Nota:  Post baseado em Midnight in Paris


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