Adele

“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I am made of memories.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“La luce rossastra del tramonto illumina ogni cosa con il fascino della nostalgia: anche la ghigliottina”
― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being