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“Il legno sembra fermo, ma è sottoposto a pressioni interne che lentamente lo spaccano.
La ceramica si rompe, fa subito mostra dei suoi cocci rotti.
Il legno no, finché può si nasconde, si lascia torturare ma non confessa.
Io sono di legno.”
― Io sono di legno
La ceramica si rompe, fa subito mostra dei suoi cocci rotti.
Il legno no, finché può si nasconde, si lascia torturare ma non confessa.
Io sono di legno.”
― Io sono di legno
“Per quanto uno si sforzi di vivere una sola vita, gli altri ce ne vedranno dentro altre mille, e questa è la ragione per cui non si riesce a evitare di farsi del male”
― Without Blood
― Without Blood
“[...] perchè l'amore non significa soltanto fare la felicità dell'essere che amiamo, bensì risparmargli il dolore e preservare la sua dignità.”
― The Story of a Seagull and the Cat Who Taught Her to Fly
― The Story of a Seagull and the Cat Who Taught Her to Fly
“«Sì, sull'orlo del baratro ha capito la cosa più importante» miagolò Zorba. «Ah si? E cosa ha capito?» chiese l'umano. «Che vola solo chi osa farlo» miagolò Zorba.”
― The Story of a Seagull and the Cat Who Taught Her to Fly
― The Story of a Seagull and the Cat Who Taught Her to Fly
“To give yourself over to another body
That’s all you want really
To be out of your own and consumed by another
To swim inside the skin of your lover
Not have to breathe
Not have to think
But you can’t live on love
And salt water’s no drink
We're dying of thirst so we feast on each other
The sea is still our violent mother
The blood round here pours down like water
Each wave a lamb lead to the slaughter
And like children that she just can’t teach
We break, and break, and break
And break ourselves upon the beach- Body of Water”
― Useless Magic: Lyrics and Poetry
That’s all you want really
To be out of your own and consumed by another
To swim inside the skin of your lover
Not have to breathe
Not have to think
But you can’t live on love
And salt water’s no drink
We're dying of thirst so we feast on each other
The sea is still our violent mother
The blood round here pours down like water
Each wave a lamb lead to the slaughter
And like children that she just can’t teach
We break, and break, and break
And break ourselves upon the beach- Body of Water”
― Useless Magic: Lyrics and Poetry
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