"...At this point I'm just trying to get to the end of my life without becoming an asshole again.

The people that love Slomo are cheering for one person that got away, that escaped, and got the real freedom where he skates all day. Don't apologizes. He is simply doing what he wants to...".

This is your good old days (...) The good old days are these...!!!..."

 "...El mejor bandoneonista que hay en la Argentina 

por suerte se dedica al chamamé y no al tango. 

Se llama Isaquito Abitbol..”. 

Anibal Troilo

"...In my early years as a fashion editor I worked with Norman Parkinson who was a really big photographer and he taught me to always keep your eyes open, you know, never go to sleep in the car or anything like that, keep watching, because whatever you see out the window or wherever, it can inspire you..."

Grace Coddington

Self-portrait with model. Norman Parkinson. 1970s.

Circumstances, oh, circumstances... 

If only you could blame it on Oxygen...

"...In my spare time, I carry messages from elephants to whales.  Two of a kind who will never meet... Oxygen is a cruel mistress!..."

Tilda Swinton at Twitter

"...Foi ciúme, sim

Fiz greve de fome

Guerrilhas, motins

Perdi a cabeça
(...)
Por você vou roubar
Os anéis de Saturno..."

Soir Bleu, 1914. Edward Hopper

After great pain, a formal feeling comes -
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs
The stiff Heart questions, was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round -
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone -

This is the Hour of Lead -
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -
First Chill - then Stupor - then the letting go -

After Great Pain. 1864.  Emily Dickinson