Alessandra

“-Ogni tanto mi chiedo che cosa stiamo aspettando?
-Che sia troppo tardi.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Ocean Sea

“I do love this physical world. I love this physical life with you. And the air and the country. The backyard, the gravel in the back alley. The grass. The cool nights. Lying in bed talking with you in the dark.”
― Kent Haruf, Our Souls at Night

“When I consider the brief span of my life absorbed into the eternity which precedes and will succeed it—memoria hospitis unius diei praetereuntis (remembrance of a guest who tarried but a day)—the small space I occupy and which I see swallowed up in the infinite immensity of spaces of which I know nothing and which know nothing of me, I take fright and am amazed to see myself here rather than there: there is no reason for me to be here rather than there, now rather than then. Who put me here? By whose command and act were this place and time allotted to me?”
― Blaise Pascal, Pensées

“I mostri del cuore si alimentano con l'inazione. Non sono le sconfitte a ingrandirli ma le rinunce”
― Massimo Gramellini