My Brilliant Friend (L'amica geniale #1)

by Elena Ferrante

there are no gestures, words, or sighs that do not contain the sum of all the crimes that human beings have committed and commit.

“When there is no love, not only the life of the people becomes sterile but the life of cities.”

“The beauty of mind that Cerullo had from childhood didn’t find an outlet, Greco, and it has all ended up in her face, in her breasts, in her thighs, in her ass, places where it soon fades and it will be as if she had never had it.”