pétaledetulipe

“It takes a village to mend a broken heart.”
― Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love

“I was completely alone, but I had never felt safer. It wasn’t the bricks around me that I’d somehow managed to rent or the roof over my head that I was most grateful for. It was the home I now carried on my back like a snail. The sense that I was finally in responsible and loving hands.
Love was there in my empty bed. It was piled up in the records Lauren bought me when we were teenagers. It was in the smudged recipe cards from my mum in between the pages of cookbooks in my kitchen cabin. Love was in the bottle of gin tied with a ribbon that India had packed me off with; in the smeary photo-strips with curled corners that would end up stuck to my fridge. It was in the note that lay on the pillow next to me, the one I would fold up and keep in the shoebox of all the other notes she had written before.
I woke up safe in my one-woman boat. I was gliding into a new horizon; floating in a sea of love.
There it was. Who knew? It had been there all along.”
― Dolly Alderton, Everything I Know About Love

“Uno sconosciuto" replicò Joseph "è soltanto un membro della famiglia che non hai ancora incontrato.”
― Albom Mitch

“A voi importa dei cancelli e non dei bambini, non li fate giocare, né un saluto né una carezza, non li fate neanche stare seduti in un angolo, che gente siete?”
― Giulia Caminito, L'acqua del lago non è mai dolce