Still from Alessandro Baricco, I’m fishing from one of the first author of whom I fell in love… thanks also to him, I can’t stop read!
“And this is how life rip you off. Life grabs you, while you still have the soul asleep and she sows inside you an image, or a smell, or a sound that you can’t shake anymore. And happiness was exactly that. But you’ll find it out after, when is too late. And you already are, forever, an exile: a thousand miles away from that image, that sound, that smell. Adrift.”
by Alessandro Baricco – “Castles of Rage”