these days of change in which I surround myself with those who are half of my days, between the notes that I put into this continuum, notes, tabs and boring books, I thought of various texts that refuge of the transfer and new customs. Texts that are used to track memory and for calm. One of them is the end of the Adventures of Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll :
"... Alicia's sister sat there, eyes closed, and almost believed found it also in the Wonderland. But I knew that it was sufficient to reopen his eyes to find himself suddenly in dull reality. The grass would only be shaken by the wind, and splash pond should be to shake the canes that grew there. The clink of tea cups tranformarÃa in some bells ring and the piercing voice of the Queen in the screams of a pastor. And the baby sneezes, the cries of the Gryphon, and all the other mysterious noises, would become (she knew) to the confused noise that came from a neighboring farm, while the distant bleating of flocks replaced the sobs of the Mock Turtle .
Finally, imagine what it would, in future, this little sister of hers, what would be become Alice as a woman. And he thought that Alice would retain, at Over the years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood, and to meet other kids around, and would shine in the eyes of the little ones to tell a strange tale, perhaps this country's dream of the wonders he had had years ago, and is happy with the simple joys of the children, recalling his own childhood and the happy summer days. "
copy of the book you have, The Gay Science, Second Edition, 1980 with translation of Humpty Dumpty.
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