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Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante
20:19, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Unlike stories, real life, when it has passed, inclines toward obscurity, not clarity
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 451)
20:05, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Every intense relationship between human beings is full of traps, and if you want it to endure you have to learn to avoid them
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 359)
20:03, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I had long since realized that each of us organizes memory as it suits him, I'm still suprised when I do it myself
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 321)
20:02, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
[...] she wanted everything and pretended to want nothing
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 221)
20:00, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Right after her funeral I felt the way you feel when it suddenly starts raining hard, and you look around and find no place to take shelter
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 178)
19:58, 20. august 2017* Ingen har det som favoritt.
Good feelings are fragile, with me love doesn't last.
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 179)
19:58, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
[...] she perceived herself as a liquid and all her efforts were, in the end, directed only at containing herself.
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 177)
19:56, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I could make you, now, a detailed list of all the coverings, large and small, that I constructed to keep myself hidden
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 25)
19:55, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
What to do then? Admit yet again that she's right? Accept that to be adult is to disappear, is to learn to hide to the point of vanishing?
Caroline siterer The Story of the Lost Child av Elena Ferrante (side 41)
19:53, 20. august 2017 Ingen har det som favoritt.
How many words remain unsayable even between a couple in love, and how the risk is increased that others might say them, destroying it.
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