Memsic veronica

Où l'on comprend que l'américanisation du Japon a créé une dépendance en obligeant les Japonais à vivre dans "un système qui ne produit pas des adultes." Expression d'un traumatisme collectif. Association du décoratif et du sinistre...

"L’aphorisme, du grec aphorismos αφοριζειν ("définir, délimiter") est une sentence énoncée en peu de mots et par extension une phrase qui résume un principe ou cherche à caractériser un mot, une situation sous un aspect singulier [1] . D'une certaine...

1890 - 1905 Suite bergamasque Piano 2 mains I. Prélude - II. Menuet - III. Clair de lune - IV. Passepied 1904 Images - Livre I Piano 2 mains I. Reflets dans l'eau 1903 - 05 La Mer Orchestre I. De l'aube à midi sur la mer - II. Jeux de vagues - III. Dialogue...

"On verra bientôt que d’oser vivre, ce n’est pas la fin du monde. Juste d’un monde." René Lévesque

The Crocodile "No animal is half as vile As Crocky–Wock, the crocodile. On Saturdays he likes to crunch Six juicy children for his lunch And he especially enjoys Just three of each, three girls, three boys. He smears the boys (to make them hot) With mustard...

Hakuna matata est issue de l'expression kiswahili Le préfixe ki signifie ici « langue », swahili désigne la côte, le kiswahili est donc la langue de la côte est: Tanzanie , Kenya , Ouganda , Rwanda , Burundi , République démocratique du Congo , Somalie...

Here Swerving east, from rich industrial shadows And traffic all night north; swerving through fields Too thin and thistled to be called meadows, And now and then a harsh-named halt, that shields Workmen at dawn; swerving to solitude Of skies and scarecrows,...

They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern...

In the most secret recess of the spirit of the man who believes that death will put an end to his personal consciousness and even to his memory forever, in that inner recess, even without his knowing it perhaps, a shadow hovers, a vague shadow lurks,...

No muscle man, no candy cane No pack of sexy starving wolves No money talking, moonlight walking Lady shocking, big crow cocking Those ladybugs can go to blazes Here and there go pretty faces All of this don't mess my stuffing Only one thing got me huffing...