Florencio Dusatko

“Guardami in faccia, e poi dimmi quale speranza consentir mi potrebbe questa protuberanza! Io non m'illudo, no. Talor certo, m'avviene d'intenerirmi anch'io nelle notti serene;e, se in qualche giardino entro, aspirando il maggio con il mio poveraccio di naso, sotto un raggio di argento qualche donna che passeggia a braccetto di un cavaliere io seguo, e il cor mi balza in petto, e penso, ahimè, che anch'io vorrei meco averne una per passeggiare a lenti passi sotto la luna. E mi esalto, e m'oblio... Quand'ecco all'improvviso l'ombra del mio profilo su pel muro ravviso!”
― Edmond Rostand

“He edged closer to his father’s bones and sinews. Penny slipped an arm around him and he lay close against the lank thigh. His father was the core of safety. His father swam the swift creek to fetch back his wounded dog. The clearing was safe, and his father fought for it, and for his own. A sense of snugness came over him and he dropped asleep.”
― Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

“Finally Abdellahi Moussa Boqor asked, “So why are you doing this?” I paused for a moment, and then the words just came out of my mouth. “It is the will of the soul,” I said. “The soul cannot be coerced.”
― Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Infidel

“I can’t wait for the day when we’ll never have to say ‘goodbye’ to each other again.”
― Stephen Douglass, The Bridge To Caracas