Follow the white rabbit...

No wonder you're late. Why, this watch is exactly two days slow.

Mad Hatter

Off with her head!

The queen

If it had grown up, it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.
Alice


If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

Lewis Carroll

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Solange mannequin

Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay

Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Even though the sound of it

Is something quite atrocious

If you say it loud enough

You'll always sound precocious

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Mary Poppins

Cecil Beaton

Al ver las fotografias de Cecil Beaton vuelo a otra epoca, y puedo pasar horas y horas viendo cada pequeño detalle..me encanta

Be daring..

..be different..

..be impractical..

..be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers..

..the creatures of the commonplace..

..the slaves of the ordinary.

Cecil Beaton

Sueño...

Un dia de estos tuve un sueño extraño..soñe que estaba en un lugar hermoso,increible,donde el sol brillaba,el cesped era increiblemente brillante y verde,lleno de arboles,flores,mariposas de colores,pajaros que volaban enmedio de los arboles,estaba lleno de niños pequeños que jugaban en columpios y trampolines,todos sonreian y sus rostros tenian destellos brillantes..habian pequeños pastelitos de colores en mesitas perfectamente decoradas con manteles de crochet y pequeñas tacitas...entoncesvi un conejo rosado y enorme del tamaño de un oso,llevaba un delantal y un gorro blanco,estaba jugando con los niños..despues vi a muchas señoras que empujaban cochecitos con bebes felices y sonrientes..entonces me vi a mi misma..camine hacia atras..y choque contra algo..hice ruido y todos notaron mi presencia..entonces un guardia vestido impecablemente corrio tras de mi,gritando que no podia estar ahi..entonces corri ,corri..y corri..sali..entonces estaba otra vez en el mundo real..en una calle frente a unos rieles de tren..estaba asustada..y al mismo tiempo fascinada...

Tales of the unexpected

Tim Walker se ha convertido en una pequeña obsesion para mi,sus fotografias transportan a otro mundo,es como leer un cuento,lleno de hadas,seres increibles,pequeños gnomos y animales fantasticos,en un lugar lleno de originalidad,surrealismo y magia..Tim Walker..es un genio

Tim Burton y Helena Bonham Carter

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Simplemente...

La vida no es la que uno vivió, sino la que uno recuerda, y cómo la recuerda para contarla

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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What's the time mr. wolf?

Siempre he sido de las personas que observan todo a su alrededor,desde lo mas notorio hasta los detalles mas pequeños y ultimamente he aprendido a disfrutar mas lo que tengo junto a mi..trato de vivir cada dia pensando que soy una persona feliz, Dios tiene un plan para cada persona, las cosas pasan porque el asi lo tiene dispuesto,aunque aveces no nos guste o nos parezca injusto,pero de eso,de los errores y de las cosas que mas sentimos,aunque duela..a veces son las que mas nos enseñan a vivir.

"We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature trees, flowers, grass grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. we need silence to be able to touch souls."

Madre Teresa

Si pudiera elegir, saldría de la bolsa del canguro...

Ayer estaba hablando con un amigo y me dijo que era rara yo le pregunte porque y dijo que por todo,por como era,por lo que me gustaba,por como me vestia (aunque no tengo ni idea que es lo raro de mi forma de vestir)..blahblahblah..en fin dijo que no era "normal "y que estaba un poco loca.. yo le dije que preferia ser rara" a ser igual al resto.. pensandolo bien creo que todos somos raros porque nadie es igual a nadie,todos somos diferentes,aunque a veces nos veamos igual..somos como los fenomenos de los circos,pero con una mejor apariencia..

"The great opportunity is where you are"

john burroughs

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly

all your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see

all your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free..

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We're all mad here...

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."

"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice

"You must be," said the Cat...

.."or you wouldn't have come here."

The girl with a fishbowl in her hair..

Emily tries but misunderstands, she often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow..

..there is no other day let's try it another way..

You'll lose your mind and play



..free games for may...see Emily play..

..Soon after dark Emily cries,gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow..

There is no other day..let's try it another way..you'll lose your mind and play..free games for may..see Emily play

..Put on a gown that touches the ground..

..Float on a river forever and ever..

“People have stars, but they aren’t the same. For travelers, the stars are guides. For other people, they’re nothing but tiny lights. And for still others, for scholars, they’re problems. For my businessman, they were gold. But all those stars are silent stars. You, though, you’ll have stars like nobody else.”

“What do you mean?”...

...When you look up at the sky at night, since I’ll be living on one of them, since I’ll be laughing on one of them, for you, it’ll be as if all the stars are laughing. You’ll have stars that can laugh!”And he laughed again...

...“And when you’re consoled (everyone is eventually consoled), you’ll be glad you’ve known me. You’ll always be my friend. You’ll feel like laughing with me. And you’ll open your windows sometimes just for the fun of it… And your friends will be amazed to see you laughing while you’re looking up at the sky. Then you’ll tell them, ‘Yes, it’s the stars. They always make me laugh!”

- Le Petit Prince

"the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."

-jack kerouac