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  • #1
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafon

  • #2
    J.D. Salinger
    “Quelli che mi lasciano proprio senza fiato sono i libri che quando li hai finiti di leggere e tutto quel che segue vorresti che l'autore fosse tuo amico per la pelle e poterlo chiamare al telefono tutte le volte che ti gira.”
    J.D. Salinger, Il giovane Holden

  • #3
    Stefano Benni
    “Sotto la cenere della mia tristezza
    Non troverete il freddo e il buio
    Ma la fiamma ardente
    Di una grande gioia di vivere”
    Stefano Benni, Prendiluna

  • #4
    Stefano Benni
    “Ogni notte è meravigliosa quando torni vivo da un campo di battaglia, o esci da un ospedale, o lasci una prigione, bella è la gioia degli scampati, dei guariti, dei salvi, anche se sarà breve.”
    Stefano Benni, Prendiluna

  • #5
    Charlotte Brontë
    “It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #6
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón
    “Keep your dreams, you will never know when you need them”
    Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

  • #7
    Elena Ferrante
    “Questi tradimenti, mormorò, se uno non li viene a sapere al momento giusto non servono, quando sei innamorato perdoni tutto. Perchè i tradimenti abbiano il loro peso effettivo deve prima maturare un poco di disamore.”
    Elena Ferrante, Storia della bambina perduta

  • #8
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais! And there were times when I knew how you felt, and it was hell to know it, my little one. Lolita girl, brave Dolly Schiller.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #9
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #10
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita



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