Only in those bad ** will people think about the right things, say the right things, things have causes and consequences, there are some lovely people and some hateful people, there are good people and bad people, and finally there is a reassuring ending.
Elena Ferrante.
Children don't understand the meaning of "yesterday", nor do they understand "the day before yesterday" and "tomorrow", everything is "now".
We live in a world where both adults and children are easily injured, and their wounds bleed, they become suppurated, and sometimes they die.
One of the responsibilities we learned growing up was that we had to make someone's life harder before they made it hard for us.
We've seen a lot of things change, but we're in it day by day and don't feel like it's really changing.
Her dazzling appearance was like a slap in the face, and the contrast was too great.
I'm part of the hustle and bustle of everything, and it's a cosmic horror.
Because what is written is purer than when it is spoken.
I found a clump of incomprehensible threads tangled together in my head. Some are old and faded threads, while others are new threads, sometimes very bright colors, sometimes no colors, very slender and almost invisible.
Sometimes, when an image or a captivating sentence passes through my mind, I feel a pang of pain, and I try to turn to other things.
I think that marriage is different from what people think, it is like an institution that deprives ** of all humanity.
We have so much inside of us that it can make us swell up and it can break us.
Someday, I'll turn myself into a computer mode, a card with holes in it, and you won't be able to find me.
But none of the thoughts in their minds are their own, they come up with their own brains, they know everything, but in reality they don't know anything.
Since I was a child, I have cultivated a perfect mechanism of self-repression, my true desires, none of which have been released, and I have always found a way to suppress all fanatical thoughts.
She is so smart and charming, but her cleverness is not used in the right place, it is a kind of ** cleverness, which will plant the seeds of chaos in life, and her charm is the most unbearable, which is the kind of power that destroys people.
Those who are depressed don't write books, but those who are happy, those who travel, those who are in love, they say and they say, they are sure that what they say will come in handy.
The boundaries of the car were gone, so was the Marcello line in front of the steering wheel, and the things and people were spraying things out, metal and flesh in a mess.
My whole life was just a vulgar struggle for social status.
Many times, everyday chores can wake people up like a slap in the face, making those cranky thoughts irrelevant, even a little ridiculous.
Most literate people spend their lives lazily commenting on other people's thoughts, and most of their energy is spent on intriguing with their opponents.
Tears do not represent pain, and without tears, they usually represent deeper pain.
The meaning is a black line, like the in the body of a shrimp.
Reading experience in one sentence a day This text is excerpted from the Neapolitan tetralogy.
My Genius Girlfriend
The Story of a New Name
What is left, what is left behind".
Missing Child