Última edición por Branagh/Doyle; 27/05/2022 a las 18:58
Razón: Errata
(...)
I read to live in other people's lives.
I read about the joys, the world
Dispenses to the fortunate,
And listen for the echoes.
I read to live, to get away from life!
There is a flower which offers nectar at the top,
Delicious nectar at the top and bitter poison underneath.
The butterfly that stays too long and drinks too deep
Is doomed to die.
I read to fly, to skim!
I do not read to swim!
(...)
-Stephen Sondheim, Passion-