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“Solo le stronze come voi studiano a pappagallo, sono promosse e si fanno rispettare dai fidanzati. Io non studio, mi faccio bocciare e sono una troia”.
Made my day 🤣

Art in Heaven
Navigating the feathered terrain dropping phrases like
“I’ve been in worse places
I’ve been in better
I’ve been around...”
And all you want is a helping hand.
To be lifted out of the mire, out of beauty.
To be lifted...

One day we shall all be dead
But those who keep moving
Tracing and retracing their step
They shall never die
They shall be called
Rembrandt, Columbus

“Not to fear rethinking the world is the power of science... -reality is constantly being redrawn in images that are increasingly effective. Step by step, the fabulous strangeness and beauty of reality is unveiled.”

“There were things I couldn’t say; I could only write them. Because when I spoke, I thought; and when I wrote, I felt.”

“Love is so painful, how could you ever wish it to anybody? And love is essential, how could you ever stand in its way?”

“Here I am, in borrowed bones, in makeshift skin, looking out it eyes that are a construct, breathing with lungs that are only a step–a basic rearrangement–away from leaves. How funny, to have a body when I am not a body? How funny, to be inside when I am outside.”

"I know, thought, that there are believers who don't believe
out of fear solely. They actually love you. They reach out& receive your touch. Like a friend, like a boyfriend, like the boy beside me, overheating, reeking of sweat..."

“you shall above all things be glad and young.
For if you’re young,whatever life you wear
it will become you; and if you are glad
whatever’s living will yourself become.
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance”

Having Girl Interrupted flashbacks...

Help, I can’t put it down!

To be fair, English is full of booby traps for the unwary foreigner. Any language where the unassuming word fly signifies an annoying insect, a means of travel, and a critical part of a gentleman’s apparel is clearly asking to be mangled.

What if
There isn’t enough time
To give her what she deserves
Do you think
If I begged the sky hard enough
My mother’s soul would
Return to me as my daughter
So I can give her
The comfort she gave me
My whole life

Il grosso degli atomi del nostro corpo è stato costruito in una stella che doveva avere almeno una ventina di masse solari, che ha avuto una vita breve e intensa, conclusasi con un gran botto.

"Life... is like a grapefruit. Well, it's sort of orangey-yellow and dimpled on the outside, wet and squidgy in the middle. It's got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have half a one for breakfast."

Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result -- eventually, astoundingly, and all too briefly -- in you.

In the midst of life, we are in death.