é
eu li
livros lidos em 2006
(aqui estão os de 2005)
- lavoura arcaica, raduan nassar [ed. comemorativa, relendo]
[o tempo, o tempo, esse algoz às vezes suave, às vezes mais terrível, demônio absoluto conferindo qualidade a todas as coisas]
- também o cisne morre, aldous huxley [ed. de 1942]
[não se pode compartilhar o prazer; como a dor, só se pode experimentá-lo ou infligí-lo, e quando dispensamos prazer a nossas amantes ou prodigamos caridade aos necessitados, o fazemos não para gratificar o objeto de nossa benevolência, mas para grtificar a nós mesmos.]
- morte: o alto custo da vida, neil gaiman
["acho que o mundo enlouqueceu", "que nada, é sempre assim, você que não sai muito"]
- brokeback mountain, annie proulx
["you got no fuckin idea how bad it gets. i'm not you. i can't make it on a couple a high-altitude fucks once or twice a year. you're too much for me, Ennis, you son of a whoreson bitch. i wish i knew how to quit you."]
- morte: o grande momento da vida, neil gaiman
["eu também te amo", "mas você ama todo mundo", "eu sei."]
- estranhos no paraíso v. 1, terry moore
[vou dar suas bolas pro gato comer]
- tudo o que você sempre quis saber sobre sonhos... mas tinha medo de perguntar, bill willingham
[preciso... mostrar... porta]
- high fidelity, nick hornby
[i was like all those people who suddenly shaved their heads and said they'd always been punks, they'd been punks before punk was even thought of.]
- morte: a festa, jill thompson
["garotas podem ser o que bem quiserem. até mesmo as personificações antropomórficas de aspectos do universo!"]
- dream hunters, neil gaiman
[perhaps they said formal farewells, awkwardly, the space between them - between a man who had forsaken the world and a fox spirit - a gulf that could not be crossed.]
- pequenos perpétuos, jill thompson
[ele vasculhou todos os lugares que supôs que uma princesa technicolor gostaria de ir]
- morte na praia, agatha christie
[arlena estuart era o mal.]
- quem ama, educa!, içami tiba
[uma criança não tem manual de instruções porque ela é o próprio manual]
- smoke and mirrors, neil gaiman
[i fell for her like a suicide from a bridge]
- lucifer: the morningstar option, mike carey
[little pig, little pig, let me in.]
- 1602, neil gaiman
[“did i kiss the Devil’s Rump before i grew my wings?”]
- the handmaid's tale, margaret atwood
[kick in the door, and what did i tell you? caught in the act, sinfully scrabbling. quick, eat those words.]
- harry potter & the half-blood prince, j.k.rowling [relendo]
[excuse me, are you the imprint of a departed soul?]
- vagabond vol I & II, takehiko inoue
[ele tem olhos de demônio]
- os amores difíceis, italo calvino
[com a máquina pendurada no pescoço, afundado numa poltrona, disparava compulsivamente com o olhar no vazio. fotografava a ausência de Bice.]
- fight club, chuck palahniuk
[this is why i loved the support groups so much, if people though you were dying, they gave you their full attention. if this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you.]
- death: the time of your life, neil gaiman [relendo]
[i wish i was a butterfly]
- o perfume: história de um assassino, patrick süskind
[comportou-se como um maluco até altas horas da noite.]
- wicked: the life and times of the wicked witch of the west, gregory maguire
["how poetic you are," she said. "i've a notion that poetry is the highest form of self-deception."]
- the time traveler's wife, audrey niffenegger
["he made the boxes because he was lonely. he didn’t have anyone to love, and he made the boxes so he could love them, and so people would know that he existed, and because birds are free and the boxes are hiding places for the birds so they will feel
safe, and he wanted to be free and be safe. the boxes are for him so he can be a bird."]
- fables: legends in exile, bill willingham
[no more happily ever after]
- fables: animal farm, bill willingham
["do you think i share you son's bed only because it happens to be 'just right'?" "no, it's because papa's li'l boo bear is hung like a -"]
- fables: bag o' bones, bill willingham
["clickety clak! get into my sack!"]
- fables: a two-part caper, bill willingham
["that little boy in the pictures with you is one of us. immortal, over three centuries old. but he looks no more than eight or nine -- especially the way we dress him up."]
- fables: storybook love, bill willingham
["bigby i could almost understand, giving in to his animal urges, but miss white? she's such an ice queen."]
- fables: barleycorn brides, bill willingham
["i wonder what kind of fell beastie they have guarding this place?" "there's a guard monster?" "didn't i mention that part?"]
- fables: march of the wooden soldiers, bill willingham
["did i get any of you with my huff and puff? it's not the easiest thing to aim."]
- fables: cinderella libertine, bill willingham
["actually i don't think you're going to get me just now, icky dear."]
- contos fantásticos do século xix, italo calvino [org.]
[todas essas coisas eu posso ter visto alhures e retido na memória sem perceber, e elas podem ter emergido num sonho; já ouvi fisiologistas aludirem a isso.]
- the books of magic: bindings, john ney rieber
[love is the stuff that keeps things moving so they stay together. fear is the stuff that makes things hold so still they fall apart. and sometimes you can have both of them inside you pushing and pulling you around, and thats when you cry or laugh.]
- the books of magic: summonings, john ney rieber
[i don't know... just this feeling like the world's holding its breath, waiting to laugh at you, or scream.]
- the books of magic: reckonings, john ney rieber
[did the story frighten you? did it make you feel like you were stupid and weird and all alone?]
- the books of magic: transformations, john ney rieber
[there's no animal in you, tim. you're the most human human i've ever read.]
- the books of magic: girl in the box, john ney rieber
[love is like running in the rain with an umbrella made of fire]
- the books of magic: the burning girl, john ney rieber
[there are no keys for freaks like you and me. only prisons.]
- mélusine, sarah monette
[she had that look a lot, the one like she wasn't sure if she'd said the okay thing or the really not okay thing.]
- o livro dos amores, henri gougaud
[apenas ele, desde esse momento em que deus o interpelou, sabe que a mulher é sempre a primeira a querer. é seu desejo que tudo acende.]
- o espinafre de youkiko, frédéric boilet
[yukiko me deixou desenhá-la, mas não as marcas roxas na bunda.]
- bridget jones' diary, helen fielding
[was believing could totally reinvent self in space of small number of days, thereby negating impact of Daniel's hurtful and humiliating infidelity, since it had happened to me in a previous incarnation and would never have happened to my new improved self.]
- bridget jones' diary: the edge of reason, helen fielding
["i mean, i haven't rushed to the answerphone once to see if anyone's aware of my existence in the world!" he said. "i don't have to go sit in some restaurant with a book, and think i could end up dying alone and..."]
- jenny sparks, mark millar
[não é assim que as coisas deviam terminar. a coisa mais excitante que faço todos os dias não devia ser escrever na porra do meu diário.]
- bliss & blue: segredos de ana c., ana cláudia viegas
[deus era o autor onisciente, mas, como ele morreu, agora ninguém sabe o enredo, e, já que a nossa realidade não possui mais a sanção de um criador, não há nenhuma garantia de autenticidade da versão recebida.]
- fables: the mean seasons, bill willingham
["for all your gripping about how ill-used you were, you still cling to your fantasies of castles and princes"]
- fables: jack be nimble, bill willingham
["the fact that he wanted to keep a low profile in our high-profile-obsessed bussines ensured him a number one spot as the latest craze"]
- fables: homelands, bill willingham
["he's cloaked in some way that makes it impossible to pin point his identity"]
- fables: meanwhile, bill willingham
["we make up for how nature shorted us by manufacturing our own teeth and claws"]
- fables: arabian nights (and days), bill willingham
["even your average elder god is barely a fifty-fifty mixture of magic and mundane material"]
- fables: the ballad of rodney and june, bill willingham
["how long do we stay like this?", "i'm not sure. at some point it's supposed to feel really good."]
- fables: wolves, bill willingham
["anything worth doing is worth overdoing"]
- fables: happily ever after, bill willingham
["hold on, i need to go back and get my cane", "no, you won't need it. you can lean on on me from now on." ]
- fables: big and small, bill willingham
["the cloud kingdoms are definetly the same place as cloud cuckoo land"]
- budapeste, chico buarque
[e nas noites de sábado o auditório do Clube das Belas-Letras era aberto ao público para exibições dos literatos, embora literatura, cá pra mim, seja das artes a única que não precisa se exibir.]
- the story of o, pauline reage
[O was frozen to the sofa like a butterfly impaled upon a pin, a long pin composed of words and looks which pierced the middle of her body and pressed her naked, attentive loins against the warm silk.]
- the turn of the screw, henry james [relendo]
[of the positive identity of the apparition i would assure myself as soon as the small clock of my courage should have ticked out the right second]
- strangers in paradise: love me tender, terry moore
[for it's there that i belong 'til the end of time]
- strangers in paradise: immortal enemies, terry moore
[i dream of you and you have nightmares about me.]
- strangers in paradise: high school!, terry moore
[teu semblante irradia mais brilho do que a escrota da beem faz medo.]
- strangers in paradise: sanctuary, terry moore
[algo... mais próximo do meu... coração]
- strangers in paradise: my other life, terry moore
["i though you wanted to be with me!" "why can't i have both?!"]
- strangers in paradise: child of rage, terry moore
[again i wake up on the tiles and it's like i was never gone]
- strangers in paradise: tropic of desire, terry moore
[she knows what everybody looks like naked - beneath their clothes, beneath their persona.]
- strangers in paradise: brave new world, terry moore
[we've gone from i love you to asshole?]
- strangers in paradise: heart in hand, terry moore
[here i am! okay? let's hug, shower, go find a house and live happily ever after!]
- strangers in paradise: flower to flame, terry moore
[did you love her? or is it an illusion - this feeling of intimacy in your work?]
- strangers in paradise: david's story, terry moore
[i mean, do i give up all hope of ever having a cup of coffee with the sculpture... or you?]
- strangers in paradise: tomorrow now, terry moore
[have i been deluding myself all this time, thinking that i'm better than i really am?]
- strangers in paradise: tattoo, terry moore
[and the next thing i remember is a redheaded elvis pronouncing us "bubba and bubbette. thank yew verimush."]
- strangers in paradise: love and lies, terry moore
[strap me to a whale and wave goodbye]
- memorial do convento, josé saramago
[correu algum sangue sobre a esteira. com as pontas dos dedos médio e indicador humedecidos nele, Blimunda persignou-se e fez uma cruz no peito de Baltasar, sobre o coração. estavam ambos nus.]
- mort, terry pratchett
[then Mort said, 'what do all those symbols mean?' / 'sodomy non sapiens,' said Albert under his breath. / 'what does that mean?' / 'means i'm buggered if i know.']
- giacomo joyce, james joyce
[this heart is sore and sad. crossed in love?]
- aline e seus dois namorados, adão iturrusgarai
[querido pai: eu estou namorando dois rapazes... o otto e o pedro.]
- vagabond vol. III & IV, takehiko inoue
[não sei se você vai sobreviver até encontrá-la de novo]
- click, milo manara
[por favor, coloque no máximo]
- bórgia II: poder e incesto, alejandro jodorowsky & milo manara
[vou usar essas jóias para não me sentir tão envergonhada quando perceberam que eu não sou virgem]
- fables: 1001 nights of snowfall, bill willingham
[i could bleed every new child born in this new world - just a tiny bit of each one]
- sense and sensibility, jane austen [relendo]
[they gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it]
- anansi boys, neil gaiman
[this was unfair. it was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. it was doing the best it could.]
- death note, vol 1: boredom, tsugumi ohba
[ldoyouknowreapersonlyeatapples?]
- death note, vol 2: confluence, tsugumi ohba
[light, since nobody's home right now let's play mario golf. we haven't played in a while.]
- death note, vol 3: hard run, tsugumi ohba
[i mean, why bother taking ryuuku as a pet? he's not even cute.]
- death note, vol 4: love, tsugumi ohba
[because light... is the first friend i've ever had.]
- grimm's fairy tales, brothers grimm
[the feast was grand, and all were merry; and i wish you and i had been of the party.]
- death note, vol 5: blackout, tsugumi ohba
[i haven't forgotten our promise.]
- death note, vol 6: give and take, tsugumi ohba
[i've got no choice but to kill him]
- death note, vol 7: zero, tsugumi ohba
[everything is going as planned, huh?]
- death note, vol 8: target, tsugumi ohba
[while you, who've taken on his name, have managed - well - nothing.]
- death note, vol 9: contact, tsugumi ohba
[it is said that those who used the deathnote become miserable...]
- death note, vol 10: sweep, tsugumi ohba
[she couldn't have a notebook with her wearing this costume.it's impossible...]
- death note, vol 11: kindred spirit, tsugumi ohba
[surely you'll also be... sentenced to death!]
- death note, vol 12: finish, tsugumi ohba
[the two of us can be equal to L]
- no bosque da noite, djouna barnes
[a moça perdida, o que é ela senão o príncipe encontrado? o príncipe em seu cavalo branco, que estivemos sempre buscando.]
- sambre, vol 1: plus ne m'est rien, yslaire
[dis-moi... quelle est cette flame qui t'habite?]
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