«The black humor is bounded by too many things, such as stupidity, skeptical irony, the joke without gravity ... (the list is long), but it is par excellence the mortal enemy of sentimentality air perpetually at bay — sentimentality always on blue background — and some fancy short term, which too often gives to poetry, although still in vain to want to submit to his mind tricks obsolete, and n 'are probably much longer to draw on the sun, among other poppy seeds, his head crowned crane. «»
