Silk Quotes

“It's a strange grief… to die of nostalgia for something you will never live.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“إنه ألمٌ غـريب , أن تموت من الحنين لشـيء.. لم تعشـه أبداً”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“To die of yearning for something you will never experience”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Reasons get forgotten.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“You were dead.'
She said.
'And in the whole world there was nothing beautiful left.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“-Είναι ένας παράξενος πόνος.
Σιγανά.
-Να πεθαίνεις από νοσταλγία για κάτι που δε θα ζήσεις ποτέ.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“And a while later:
'It is a strange sort of pain.'
Softly.
'To die of yearning for something you'll never experience.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“- Com'è l'Africa? - gli chiedevano.
- Stanca.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Sooner or later you'll have to tell the truth to someone.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“È uno strano dolore... morire di nostalgia per qualcosa che non vivrai mai.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Era d'altronde uno di quegli uomini che amano assistere alla propria vita, ritenendo impropria qualsiasi ambizione a viverla.
Si sarà notato che essi osservano il loro destino nel modo in cui, i più, sono soliti osservare una giornata di pioggia.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Tu eri morto – disse – e non c'era più niente di bello, al mondo.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say.' He said. 'Nothing more, never.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“I once knew a man who built a railway all for himself.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“He took an unassuming pleasure in his possessions, and the likely prospect of becoming truly wealthy left him completely indifferent. He was, besides, one of those men who like to witness their own life, considering any ambition to live it inappropriate.

It should be noted that these men observe their fate the way most men are accustomed to observe a rainy day.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Qualcuno diceva: ha qualcosa addosso, come una specie di infelicità.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“-Debo comunicarle una cosa muy importante, monsieur, todos damos asco. Somos todos maravillosos, y todos damos asco.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Improvvisamente vide ciò che pensava invisibile. La fine del mondo.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Because despair was an excess that did not belong to him, he submitted to what was left of his life, and began again to look after it, with the unyielding tenacity of a gardener at work the morning after the storm.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“beyond the end of the world”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“In this transparency, the footprints of the little birds spoke with a muffled voice. What they spoke of was entirely without significance, or else something capable of lifting a life off its hinges: there was no way of knowing.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“only the rustle of those colours waving in the air, impenetrable, lighter than nothingness”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“In front of him, nothing. He had a sudden glimpse of what he had considered invisible. The end of the world.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Lo que era para nosotros, lo hemos hecho, y vos lo sabéis. Creedme: lo hemos hecho para siempre. Preservad vuestra vida resguardada de mí. Y no dudéis un instante, si fuese útil para vuestra felicidad, en olvidar a esta mujer que ahora os dice sin añoranza, adiós.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Occasionally, on windy days Hervé Joncour would go down to the lake and spend hours in contemplation of it because he seemed to descry, sketched out on the water, the inexplicable sight of his life as it had been, in all its lightness.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Torneranno. È sempre difficile resistere alla tentazione di tornare, non è vero?”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“an impossible geometry”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“And carefully he brought Time to a halt, for as long as he wished.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk

“Until the last glimmer of daylight.”
― Alessandro Baricco, Silk