
“Si le gusto a alguien, quiero que sea mi verdadero yo el que le guste, no lo que piense que soy”
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Brave New World
I don't like it,"" said Lenina. ""I don't like it."" She liked even less what awaited her at the entrance to the pueblo, where their guide had left them while he went inside for instructions. The dirt, to start with, the piles of rubbish, the dust, the dogs, the flies. Her face wrinkled up into a grimace of disgust. She held her handkerchief to her nose. ""But how can they live like this?"" she broke out in a voice of indignant incredulity. (It wasn't possible.) Bernard shrugged his shoulders philosophically. ""Anyhow,"" he said, ""they've been doing it for the last five or six thousand years. So I suppose they must be used to it by now."" ""But cleanliness is next to fordliness,"" she insisted. ""Yes, and civilization is sterilization,"" Bernard went on, concluding on a tone of irony the second hypnopaedic lesson in elementary hygiene. ""But these people have never heard of Our Ford, and they aren't civilized.""
“Si le gusto a alguien, quiero que sea mi verdadero yo el que le guste, no lo que piense que soy”
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
“(Moviendo la cámara) “¿Te gusta, perra?”
“Nosotros hacemos lo que nos gusta, si la gente piensa que nos vendemos, así sea.”
Sin fuentes
sin fuentes] ¿People Magazine?
“Las ventas hablan por sí solas. Hacemos lo que nos gusta y eso es todo.”
Sin fuentes
“Soy un afortunado al poder vivir de lo que me gusta.”