sábado, 28 de março de 2015

Terna é a noite.

“She smiled at him, making sure that the smile gathered up everything inside her and directed it toward him, making him a profound promise of herself for so little, for the beat of a response, the assurance of a complimentary vibration in him.” 
F. Scott FitzgeraldTender Is the Night


Terna é a noite, Henry King, 1962

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