When people die and especially when they die tragically, others can't help but get carried away. They come up with their implausible interpretation and usually resort to cheap psychology. A sense of fatalism is the only form of relief left.
Francesca MarcianoTag: death
It would drive me crazy to be a guest in my own house.
Francesca MarcianoIt's not easy to give up something you've had all your life.
Francesca MarcianoI think part of me doesn't want to remember him, for fear of missing him too much.
Francesca MarcianoTag: memory
I can't say why some memories float and other sink.
Francesca MarcianoTag: memory
What kind of heart does one have to have in order to be able to get rid of these, without regret, as if they were empty beer cans?
Francesca MarcianoTag: death
Children know so little, they must learn quickly to imitate grown-ups whenever they feel unsure in a situation.
Francesca MarcianoWe knew nothing of loss. Nobody has taught us about pain. Until that moment, death had just amounted to a scary sound.
Francesca MarcianoTag: death
Maybe that's what happens with age, I thought. All your life you force yourself to forget people who have hurt you, but as you get older and weaker their memory surfaces again, like a bubble in the water. You have to surrender, because you feel to tired to fight it and push it down again. And maybe, unexpectedly, you find out that instead, of revamping your anger, those memories produce an unexpected sweetness.
Francesca MarcianoYou chose to live here now. You should try to live in the present.
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