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the heart, quite simply

"Since Helen passed on I can't find anything; the heart, quite simply, has gone out of everything. Time is interminable, the loneliness is almost unbearable and the only thing that keeps me going is the knowledge that my dear Helen and I will be reunited again some day. To join Helen is my only ambition. You have my permission to publish that ... really, you know, dear boy, it's all just killing time. Please say that."
Peter Cusing acerca de la muerte de su esposa.

Lenny the arsonist

arsonist
[ˈɑːsənɪst] N incendiario[-a] m/f, pirómano[-a] m/f



enforcer n(hitman)sicario nm
asesino a sueldo, asesina a sueldo

Pues todo eso, y supongo que muchas más lindezas era el bueno de Lenny, porque cómo no pensar en él como el bueno de... La biografía de Lenny Montana es de esas de no creer. Y el apartado de El padrino, de risa. Enorme FFC, as always.
Lógicamente, no solo nosotros nos hemos fijado él. Aquí está la madre del cordero.

as a painter as well

De aquí, extraigo este último párrafo:
 
Bishop worked as a painter as well as a poet, and her verse, like visual art, is known for its ability to capture significant scenes. Though she was independently wealthy and thus enjoyed a life of some privilege, much of her poetry celebrates working-class settings: busy factories, farms, and fishing villages. Analyzing her small but significant body of work for Bold Type, Ernie Hilbert wrote: "Bishop's poetics is one distinguished by tranquil observation, craft-like accuracy, care for the small things of the world, a miniaturist's discretion and attention. Unlike the pert and wooly poetry that came to dominate American literature by the second half of her life, her poems are balanced like Alexander Calder mobiles, turning so subtly as to seem almost still at first, every element, every weight of meaning and song, poised flawlessly against the next."

Leonardo, que era Luis

Apareció de casualidad y volví a a caer rendido. Esta vez no pude separar mis ojos, adheridos al magnetismo de Leonardo. Qué tremendo pájaro, pensaba mientras lo veía oficiar. Luego busqué un poco. La intuición no me había fallado.

es fill des tractant de bestiar porcí

Siendo grande la Fundación, se trata de una minucia al lado de su fundador. Sin parangón el contrabandista que nunca dejó de serlo.