Friday, May 6, 2011

Yeollow

I sometimes think drivers don’t know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly. If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! he’d say, that’s grass! A pink blur! That’s a rose garden! White blurs are houses. Brown blurs are cows. My uncle drove slowly on a highway once. He drove forty miles per hour and they jailed him for two days.Isn’t that funny, and sad, too? - Quote From Fehrenheit 451

1 comment:

kinderpokid said...

"Mersul cu masina este un fel de sinucidere cu incetinitorul, prin extenuarea formelor, o forma placuta a disparitiei lor." - Jean Baudrillard "America"