tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post429553217814399385..comments2023-05-10T14:10:06.039+00:00Comments on zeroglotte: perigeejeanne http://www.blogger.com/profile/05277732016428840583noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-90847777470848032742012-05-10T08:05:03.832+00:002012-05-10T08:05:03.832+00:00Oh, I see now. Yes, that's right.Oh, I see now. Yes, that's right.Martijnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098980192737397708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-23623325429711766072012-05-09T23:35:16.521+00:002012-05-09T23:35:16.521+00:00not like your ladies. his friend is a fox. or was....not like your ladies. his friend is a fox. or was.jeanne https://www.blogger.com/profile/05277732016428840583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-16647439035203858082012-05-09T22:11:08.596+00:002012-05-09T22:11:08.596+00:00Sacrebleu! That's fine, we'll mix everythi...Sacrebleu! That's fine, we'll mix everything together into an interesting bouillabaisse. <br /><br />Petit Prince. Foxy?Martijnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098980192737397708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-41293831139229175942012-05-07T08:02:23.253+00:002012-05-07T08:02:23.253+00:00oh mon dieu, i just mixed the foxy prince with Von...oh mon dieu, i just mixed the foxy prince with Vonnegut! so much for detachment...jeanne https://www.blogger.com/profile/05277732016428840583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-66318127729841151572012-05-07T07:59:41.845+00:002012-05-07T07:59:41.845+00:00Trafalmagore forever!Trafalmagore forever!jeanne https://www.blogger.com/profile/05277732016428840583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-16532986341304990762012-05-07T07:58:59.154+00:002012-05-07T07:58:59.154+00:00Ovid tells of a young man who without wanting to k...Ovid tells of a young man who without wanting to killed the deer he loved and wanted to die of grief. Appolo turned him into a cypress, so he could cry forever for the others, while he, Appolo, would cry for him. In Greece they say you shouldn't sleep in its shadow, for fear of losing your mind. I love them, slow growers as they are.jeanne https://www.blogger.com/profile/05277732016428840583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-20977175372043100312012-05-07T07:57:19.033+00:002012-05-07T07:57:19.033+00:00I was thinking of Asteroid B-612.I was thinking of Asteroid B-612.Martijnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098980192737397708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-38016707296111093002012-05-06T22:16:00.609+00:002012-05-06T22:16:00.609+00:00'detachment' that should have read, but pe...'detachment' that should have read, but perhaps you don't mind.Martijnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098980192737397708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3800964681311888030.post-9994110048853384022012-05-06T22:14:43.561+00:002012-05-06T22:14:43.561+00:00I love this statement of detachedment... (feeling ...I love this statement of detachedment... (feeling similar of course, altough not thinking of Venus myself but of Cypresses in the Provence). Bon nuit.Martijnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18098980192737397708noreply@blogger.com