Notas para un diario 128

La primera vez que leí este párrafo, hace más de veinte años, no sólo pensé que expresaba una gran verdad sino que tuve clara e inmediata conciencia de que el viejo Hem (A moveable feast) me estaba mandando un mensaje muy personal.

When you have two people who love each other, are happy and gay and really good work is being done by one or both of them, people are drawn to them as surely as migrating birds are drawn at night to a powerful beacon. If the two people were solidly constructed as the beacon there would be little damage except for the birds. Those who attract people by their happiness and there performance are usually unexperienced. They do not know how to overrun and how to go away. They do not always learn about the good, the attractive, the charming, the soon-beloved, the generous, the understanding rich who have no bad qualities and who give each day the quality of a festival and who, when they have passed and taken the nourishment they needed, leave everything deader than the roots of any grass Attila´s horses hoofs have ever scoured.

Naturalmente, como todas las entradas de este blog, ésta también es una entrada à clef.