She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.
(Milan Kundera, in The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.
(Milan Kundera, in The Unbearable Lightness of Being)
Mais ou menos o mesmo que diz o provérbio português… « Um burro carregado de livros, é um doutor. »
Grande livro que originou um grande filme: adorei ambos!
🙂
Antonieta