Instead of delivering wise words about about not impossible advantages of proper education, I decided to take a glass of Toreldego to the balcony, and while smoking, enjoying a fresh nightly breeze (only 25°C around midnight) and watching the stars to reflect on the three lines I read a couple of minutes ago in Pessoa's "Book of Unrest ".
Carpe noctem. :)
That doesn't sound very cheery, the Book of Unrest!
ReplyDeleteAh, well a drink in one hand, cigarette in the other.
Can't do that in England any more!