martes, 30 de junio de 2009

criminal minds

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. William Shakespeare

We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered. Tom Stoppard

No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities. Christian Nestell Bovee



Mi foto
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Figured on, not figuring myself out.