JAMES BYR0N DEAN

8 Febrero 1931 -  nació James Dean para que fuéramos más libres, más auténticos, para que nunca dejemos de vivir con exigencia y pasión. 

From JobA spirit passed before me: I beheldThe face of immortality unveiled— Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine— And there it stood,—all formless—but divine:Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:"Is man more just than God? Is man more pureThan He who deems even Seraphs insecure?Creatures of clay—vain dwellers in the dust!The moth survives you, and are ye more just?Things of a day! you wither ere the night,Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!" 
-Lord Byron-