quarta-feira, 7 de outubro de 2009

Balzaquiana

Foram anos e anos de baliza até que sua carteira de motorista atingisse a maioridade. Para os fios brancos, foi feita a tinta. Para jogo de cintura, os trinta. Hoje atrai atenções quando estaciona!

4 comentários:

Fernando Lyrio disse...

"For a man a woman of thirty has irresistible attractions. There is nothing more natural, nothing better established, no human tie of stouter tissue (...). A girl, as a matter of fact, has too many young illusions, she is too inexperienced, the instinct of sex counts for too much in her love for a man to feel flattered by it. A woman of thirty knows all that is involved in the self-surrender to be made. Among the impulses of the first, put curiosity and other motives than love; the second acts with integrity of sentiment. The first yields; the second makes deliberate choice. Is not that choice in itself an immense flattery? A woman armed with experience, forewarned by knowledge, almost always dearly bought, seems to give more than herself; while the inexperienced and credulous girl, unable to draw comparisons for lack of knowledge, can appreciate nothing at its just worth. She accepts love and ponders it. A woman is a counselor and a guide at an age when we love to be guided and obedience is delight; while a girl would fain learn all things, meeting us with a girl's /naivete/ instead of a woman's tenderness. She affords a single triumph; with a woman there is resistance upon resistance to overcome; she has but joy and tears, a woman has rapture and remorse." A Mulher de 30 Anos, Balzac

Amarilis disse...

Hi Mister, I am flattered... And enjoyed the idea of deliberate choice, indeed!

Gostei demais. Esse Balzac sabe das coisas. Também você. ;-)

Beijão.

Mulher Solteira disse...

Não tenho dúvidas!
BTW: adorei a foto nova com bicicleta na ferramenta-do-demo...)

Klotz disse...

O ruim de baliza, pinta os pneus com tinta branca dos meio fios.

Honoré é fera e você também.