Some day no one will remember that she ever existed', I wrote in my notebook, and then, 'or that I did.' Because memories fall apart too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost, but with its shadow.

“No headboards were broken.”

“If there’s one thing I know, it’s that there’s some people in this world who yo…”

“I veri eroi comunque non sono quelli che fanno le cose; i veri eroi sono quelli…”

“I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the da…”