“The kiss was flight, the kind of kiss that had magic I hadn’t known existed. Or maybe it was the kind of kiss that I had known long before but had all but forgotten, like the scent of roses once… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you have to work hard for what you want. Sometimes, hard work is what makes it precious.” — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“I made my promises in English and Anton did the same and even if the little priest understood not a word of it, we… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“How do I begin to explain? It’s because. Because I feel responsible. Because she’s a little girl with big green eyes that blink too… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“The kiss was flight, the kind of kiss that had magic I hadn’t known existed. Or maybe it was the kind of kiss that… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“In my lifetime I have learned, among other things, not to overcook veal and never to forget a woman’s name the morning after. On… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
“I’d believed in that story, the story of us. It was still there, that antiquated fairy tale notion. I was older now, though, and… — Ute Carbone Copy Share Image
