“And so I ask myself: 'Where are your dreams?' And I shake my head and mutter: 'How the years go by!' And I ask myself again: 'What have you done with those years? Where have you buried your best moments? Have you really lived?" Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights

terça-feira, 21 de maio de 2013

La Muerte de Viriato (1807)


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