Un amigo dijo: "lo que es, es y lo que no es, no es". Y estoy tratando de vivir con eso, pero qué difícil es.



"...But--but--why did she suddenly feel, for no reason that she could discover, desperately unhappy? As a person who has dropped some grain of pearl or diamond into the grass and parts the tall blades very carefully, this way and that, and searches here and there vainly, and at last spies it there at the roots, (...)"

Virginia Woolf. Mrs. Dalloway.