“Write like you can forget, write and forget. Hold an entire world in your palm then puff. Pierluigi Cappello” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“But maybe that’s the first mistake: the rush to mix together, to make two into one. The eagerness to lose oneself in the other.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“And so Vittorio struck back. At times deliberately, at times blindly. But the more we hurt each other, the more evident our miseries, the… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“It’s just that on nights like those, I felt that my love would be enough for both of us. I knew it wasn’t true,… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“Home is far away, so you can be whatever you want to be, perhaps what you are.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“start making yourself happy. To believe that others can make you happy is foolish.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“Vittorio entered my life that day, accompanied by a comment on his allure, and I don’t think I’ve ever forgiven him for it.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“Ease this knot, Lord. I beg You, make it all stop. Songs, stop playing. Poetry, stop reciting. Planes, stop flying. I implore You, put… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“accept the fact that wounds, some wounds, do not heal; that things, some things, don’t work out, and that not everyone is spared.” — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, in spite of everything, life opens up, it concedes. And even if it lasts only an hour or two, it lasts long enough… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“I was afraid of hurting her. She was so easy to hurt . . . ‘Believe me, Molly, I love you, I always will . . . as… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
