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“Nella vita di tutti i giorni nessuno ti chiede di raccontare la storia che ti morde il cuore e te lo mastica, e se qualcuno te lo chiede, nella vita di tutti i giorni nessuno riesce a raccontare quella storia, perché non trovi mai le parole adatte, le sfumature giuste, il coraggio di essere nudo, fragile, autentico. Quella storia deve piombare da fuori, come quando accade che i libri ci scelgano e gli autori diventino amici a cui vorremmo telefonare alla fine della lettura per chiedere come fanno loro a conoscerci o dove hanno sentito la nostra storia. Quella storia è uno specchio che ti sorprende a esclamare: questa è la mia, questo sono io, ma non avevo le parole per dirlo. E forse scopri di non essere solo, definitivamente solo.”
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“But you know, as I do, that the storm will pass
And that the implacable sun doesn't simply stop
When obscured by a dark, pernicious cloud,
Which is why I know I'll return to your house-
On a Sunday that's there on the calendar-
And laugh with you over a glass of grappa.”
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And that the implacable sun doesn't simply stop
When obscured by a dark, pernicious cloud,
Which is why I know I'll return to your house-
On a Sunday that's there on the calendar-
And laugh with you over a glass of grappa.”
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“Don't say I never gave you anything," he said. " I gave you the stars. Good night, little sister.”
― Changeling
― Changeling
“Every hour, stop and ask: Am I really present in this moment? If not, what are my thoughts focused on? Doing this often will help you return to the present moment.”
― What You Seek Is Seeking You
― What You Seek Is Seeking You
“For Alice and Mattia, the high school years were an open wound that had seemed so deep that it could never heal. They had passed through them without breathing, he rejecting the world and she feeling rejected by it, and eventually they had noticed that it didn't make all that much difference. They had formed a defective and asymmetrical friendship, made up of long absences and much silence, a clean and empty space where both could come back to breathe when the walls of their school became too close for them to ignore the feeling of suffocation.”
― The Solitude of Prime Numbers
― The Solitude of Prime Numbers
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