Clemente Versace

“Dígame si tengo que ponerme de rodillas para conmoverle el corazón.”
― Émile Zola

“This evening I spied her in the back orchard. I decided to sacrifice one of my better old shirts and carried it out to her. The weather’s been warm of late. Buds on the apple trees are ready to burst. Usually by this time of the year, at that time of day, the back orchard is full of screaming children. Damut’s boys were the only two. They were on the terrace below her, running through the slanted sunlight, chasing each other around tree trunks. She stood above them, like a merlin watching rabbits play.”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

“Reading is solitude. One reads alone, even in another's presence.”
― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler

“No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes.”
― A.A. Milne, Now We Are Six Deluxe Edition