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"Es a mí a quien pinto."
-- Michel de Montaigne
Entra la Luz y asciendo torpemente de los sueños al sueño compartido y las cosas recobran su debido y esperado lugar y en el presente converge abrumador y vasto el vago ayer: las seculares migraciones del pájaro y del hombre, las legiones que el hierro destrozó, Roma y Cartago. Vuelve también la cotidiana historia: mi voz, mi rostro, mi temor, mi suerte. ¡Ah, si aquel otro despertar, la muerte, me deparara un tiempo sin memoria de mi nombre y de todo lo que he sido! ¡Ah, si en esa mañana hubiera olvido!
-- JLB
"La amistad no necesita frecuencia. El amor sí."
-- Borges
Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for?
All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there What does he care?
All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved
All the lonely people Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people Where do they all belong?
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Del cruce entre arrimar y arrumar.
tr. Poner una cosa como inútil en un lugar retirado o apartado.
tr. Desechar, abandonar o dejar fuera de uso.
tr. Arrollar a alguien en la conversación, obligándole a callar.
tr. Arrinconar a alguien, no hacerle caso.
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-- Heine
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De or. inc. intr. coloq. Andar de una parte a otra fingiendo hacer algo útil.