Non aveva voglia di morire. La era bella. Il sole caldo. E gli esseri umani?

“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still at…”

“An offering for the sake of offering, perhaps. Anyhow, it was her gift. Nothing…”

“Chi mai potrà misurare il fervore e la violenza del cuore di un poeta quando ri…”

“There were mountains; there were valleys; there were streams. She climbed the m…”