A Menina que Roubava Livros_ Ao lado da linha férrea_ pag.13

Primeiro aparece uma coisa branca. Do tipo ofuscante.
É muito provável que alguns de vocês achem que o branco não é realmente uma cor, e todo esse tipo batido de absurdo. Bem, estou aqui para lhes dizer que é. O branco é sem dúvida uma cor e, pessoalmente, acho que você não vai querer discutir comigo.

* UM ANÚNCIO TRANQUILIZADOR *
Por favor, mantenha a calma, apesar da ameaça anterior.
Sou só garganta...
Não sou violenta.
Não sou maldosa.
Sou um resultado.

Sim, era branco.
Era como se o globo inteiro estivesse vestido de neve. Como se houvesse enfiado aquilo, do jeito que se enfia um suéter. Junto à linha de trem, as pegadas afundavam até as canelas. As árvores usavam cobertores de gelo.

As crônicas de Nárnia_ O sobrinho do mago_ pag.18

-Tudo a seu tempo, rapaz. Eu era uma das poucas pessoas que minha madrinha gostava de ver quando adoeceu gravemente. Ela não se dava com pessoas comuns, ignorantes, entende? Também eu sou assim. Mas ambos nos interessávamos pelas mesmas coisas. Poucos dias antes de morrer, ela me disse para ir buscar em sua casa uma pequena caixa, que ela guardava numa velha escrivaninha. No momento em que toquei na caixa já senti, pelo formigamento dos meus dedos, que tinha nas mãos um grande segredo. Deu-me a caixa e tive de fazer-lhe uma promessa: logo que ela morresse, tinha de queimar tudo, sem abrir, depois de certas cerimônias. Não cumpri minha promessa.
-Não diga!Foi muito feiode sua parte! - exclamou Digory.
-Feio? - perguntou tio André, muito admirado. - Ah, estou entendendo. Está querendo dizer que os meninos devem cumprir suas promessas. Muito bem, estou gostando de ver. Mas também deve admitir que essas regras morais, embora excelentes para as crianças... e para a criadagem... e para as mulheres... e para as pessoas em geral... não podem ser aplicadas aos grandes estudiosos, aos grandes sábios, aos grandes pensadores. Não Digory! Homens como eu, conhecedores da sabedoria oculta, não estão presos a essas regras vulgares... do mesmo modo como estamos distanciados dos prazeres vulgares. Nosso destino, meu filho, é solitário, mas está acima de tudo.

Lady Gaga - Speechless

And after all the drinks
And bars that we've been to
Would you give it all up?
Could I give it all up for you?
And after all the boys
And girls that we've been through
Would you give it all up?
Could you give it all up if I promise to you boy

That I'll never talk again
And I'll never love again
I'll never write a song
Won't even sing along
I'll never love again
So speechless...
You left me speechless, so speechless
Why you so speechless, so speechless?

Will you ever talk again?
Oh boy, why you so speechless?
You've left me speechless, so speechless
Some men may follow me
But you choose "death and company"
Why you so speechless? Oh, oh

The Beatles - Honey Pie

She was a working girl
North of England way
Now she's hit the big time
In the U.S.A.
And if she could only hear me
This is what I'd say.
Honey pie you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.

Oh honey pie my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
of your Hollywood song.

You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee.

Oh honey pie you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong.

Will the wind that blew her boat
Across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me.

Honey pie you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.

O Mistress Mine_ by William Shakespeare

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.

Again and Again_ by Rainer Maria Rilke

Again and again, however we know the landscape of love and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names, and the frighteningly silent abyss into wich the others fall: again and again the two of us walk out together under the ancient trees, lie down again and again among the flowers, face to face with the sky.

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland_ CHAPTER 1. Current Reading Position

(...)Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying, to her very earnestly, 'Now Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over.

Fairy Tale - A True Story _page 118

"Do you want to grow up?" Frances asked.
Elsie thought for a moment. "Yes, I think I do."
"Even it means never seeing the faires again?" Frances persisted.
"It doesn't matter, not seeing again," said Elsie. "We'll never forget, like everybody else who grows up.Because we have the photographs.That why they're so important. Whenever we star to forget or pretend we never knew, we can look at them and we'll remember."
"I think I know how it is to be grown up." said Frances, thoughtfully. "It's when you can feel...how someone feels...who isn't you."

You Got Me - Colbie Caillat

I can't imagine what it'd be like
Livin everyday in this life - without you.
Without you.
One look from you I know you understand
This mess we're in you know is just so out of hand.
Oh, I just cant get enough
I'm a stoup I need to fill me up.
It feels so good it must be love
Its everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Lets begin.
Cuz no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.
I know we'll always feel this way (I know we will)
And in my heart I know you'll always stay
Oh (oh)
You got me. You got me.