““Powerless to utter itself, powerless to speak, love nonetheless wants to proclaim itself, to exclaim, to write itself everywhere: all’acqua, all’ombra, ai monti, ai fiori, all’erbe, ai fonti, all’eco, all’aria, ai venti…And once the amorous subject creates or puts together any kind of work at all, he is seized with the desire to dedicate it. What he makes immediately, and even in advance, wants to give to his beloved, for whom he has worked, or will work. The addition of the name will take its place as a way of uttering the gift.””
