
As long as one writes only for oneself, writing is a free act by means of which, to use an oxymoron, one secretly opens oneself.
– Elena Ferrante – Fragments
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As long as one writes only for oneself, writing is a free act by means of which, to use an oxymoron, one secretly opens oneself.
– Elena Ferrante – Fragments

it’s always the same story: inside something small there’s something even smaller that wants to leap out, and outside something large there’s always someting larger that wants to keep it a prisoner.
– Elena Ferrante –

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
– Rumi –
Ph : Erik Rozman

You see? In the fairy tales one does as one wants, and in reality one does what one can.
– Elena Ferrante –

You see? In the fairy tales one does as one wants, and in reality one does what one can.
– Elena Ferrante –

My heart in your hand …
While your heart sings inside of me ..
The wind whispers soft to me …
One celestial rhapsody
And heaven stood still
– Willy Deville – Heaven stood still
Ph : Nick Knight

The circle of an empty day is brutal and at night it tightens around your neck like a noose.
– Elena Ferrante –

Bene, se mi dici che ci trovi anche dei fiori in questa storia
sono tuoi
ma è inutile cercarmi sotto il tavolo
Francesco De Gregori – Bene –
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=A7n4saAyqlU

My heart in your hand …
While your heart sings inside of me ..
The wind whispers soft to me …
One celestial rhapsody
And heaven stood still
– Willy Deville – Heaven stood still
Ph : Nick Knight

Understanding is a pure glass of water. All great truths have no taste. Hints of sweetness are coloured by the need for amazement.
– Ben Okri –