Her heart was made of liquid sunsets.

“Voglio donare, voglio che mi si doni, e voglio solitudine in cui svelare i miei…”

“She could have wept. It was bad, it was bad, it was infinitely bad! She could h…”

“She did not know. She did not mind...She had a sense of being past everything, …”

“The words (she was looking at the window) sounded as if they were floating like…”