““Marzia: People who read are hiders. They hide who they are. People who hide don't always like who they are. Elio: Do you hide who you are? Marzia: Sometimes. Don't you? Elio: Do I? I suppose. Do you hide from me? Marzia: No, not from you. Or maybe, yes, a bit. Elio: Like what? Marzia: You know exactly like what. Elio: Why do say that? Marzia: Why? Becaue I think you can hurt me and I don't want to be hurt.Not that you mean to hurt anyone, but because you're always changing your mind, always slipping, so no one knows where to find you. You scare me.””
