Conjonction  @>->>--…et toutes les âmes intérieurs des poètes sontamies et s’appellent les unes les autres.[Proust]Merci mes amis ...e sarà per via di quelle parrucche incipriate, per quell’eleganza raffinata e colta, o magari solo per quelle gonne gonfie e fruscianti di crinoline profumate... o forse per quelle donne che vivevano di struggente passione letteraria, un po’ Emma e…

@>->>--Je m'arrête ici. Dans un après-midi porté par le vent tiède d'avril.Avec un sourire d’enfantet ma main dans la tienneà regarder la vie avec tes yeuxcar... jamais le soleil ne voit l'ombreA volte succede, che la vita ti metta davanti a momenti di rara e commovente bellezza. Puoi solo fermarti e ammirarli, in un prolungato…

@>->>--Never seek to tell thy loveLove that never told can be;For the gentle wind does moveSilently, invisibly.I told my love, I told my love,I told her all my heart;Trembling, cold, in ghastly fearsAh, she doth depart.Soon as she was gone from meA traveller came by;Silently, invisiblyO, was no deny.                                        [Blake]Non cercare mai di dire il…

@>->>--Rick: I'm saying it because it's true. Inside of us, we both know you belong with Victor. You're part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of…

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