Natalia Ginzburg


Born
in Palermo, Italy
July 14, 1916

Died
October 07, 1991

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Italian novelist, essayist, translator and playwright, who has written of her unconventional family and its opposition in Turin to Fascist oppression. Ginzburg's novels are a mixture of reminiscence, observation, and invention. Much of her fiction is written in the first person in a plain style, and constructed almost entirely of dialogue.
She published her first novel under the pseudonym Alessandra Torninparte.

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The Little Virtues

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Caro Michele

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Voices in the Evening

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All Our Yesterdays

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The City and the House

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La strada che va in città

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Antón Chéjov: Vida a través...

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La famiglia Manzoni

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“Every day silence harvests its victims. Silence is a mortal illness.”
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“We become adolescents when the words that adults exchange with one another become intelligible to us.”
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“Noi siamo cinque fratelli. Abitiamo in città diverse, alcuni di noi stanno all'estero: e non ci scriviamo spesso. Quando c'incontriamo, possiamo essere, l'uno con l'altro, indifferenti o distratti. Ma basta, fra noi, una parola. Basta una parola, una frase: una di quelle frasi antiche, sentite e ripetute infinite volte, nel tempo della nostra infanzia. [...] Quelle frasi sono il nostro latino, il vocabolario dei nostri giorni andati, sono come i geroglifici egiziani o degli assiro-babilonesi, la testimonianza d'un nucleo vitale che ha cessato di esistere, ma che sopravvive nei suoi testi, salvati dalla furia delle acque, dalla corrosione del tempo. Quelle frasi sono il fondamento della nostra unità familiare, che sussisterà finché saremo al mondo, ricreandosi e risuscitando nei punti più diversi della terra.”
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