Valeria

“It was good, really, that this external world still existed, if only as a place of refuge.”
― patrick suskind, Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer

“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in the balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“...for music alone can abolish differences
of language or culture between two people and invoke something indestructible within them.”
― Irene Nemirovsky, Suite Française