Match Point.

"Aquél que dijo "más vale tener suerte que talento", conocía la esencia de la vida. La gente tiene miedo a reconocer que gran parte de la vida depende de la suerte, asusta pensar cuántas cosas escapan a nuestro control.

En un partido hay momentos en que la pelota golpea con el borde de la red, y durante una fracción de segundo puede seguir hacía delante o hacía detrás. Con un poco de suerte sigue hacía delante y ganas, o no lo hace y pierdes."

Así es. Y es justo este el momento en que la suerte está de mi lado.

Boys don't cry.

I would say I'm sorry if I thought that it would change your mind, but I know that this time I have said too much been too unkind. I try to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies, I try and laugh about it, hiding the tears in my eyes, cause boys don't cry, boys don't cry.

ATTACK.

If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

(William Blake).

another sunny afternoon.

Cada vez que comienzo a escribir algo aquí, pienso que nadie va a leerlo.

Mafalda.

"Si vivir es durar, prefiero una canción de los Beatles a un Long Play de los Boston Pops."

We got thrown in a riot van and the coppers kicked him in, and there was no way he could win just had to take it on the chin..

Smoked a bong a last night and stole somebody's telephone, he thinks it's all alright but they've left him on his own, on his own..

But baby stop calling over and over yeah and give me some funny cigarettes, and do what they told you, yeah.

Pinched a car with one headlight and lost control the passengers were screaming.. Made him shut his eyes reet tight and think of you, and hope that he was dreaming..

Then up rolled the riot van and called the fire brigade but it was already too late and there was no arrests to make.

Oh, but baby stop calling over and over yeah and give me some funny cigarettes, and do what they told you, yeah.

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