“Nothing matter but the quality/ of the affection—/in the end—that has carved the trace in the mind dove sta memoria”
“Non capisco dove sta la mia libertà, non capisco da cosa sono schiavizzato.”
“Nothing has an unlikely quality. It is heavy.”
“One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back into the darkness of the Ark”
“No matter how improbable an assertion is, if it is made with enough assurance it has an affect.”
“But perhaps what mattered at eighty was habit, the body no longer interested in sex, the mind no longer interested in speculation, the smaller things in life mattering more than the large and, in the end, the slow realization that nothing really mattered at all.”