Anna Quotes

“There was so much talk about love in her mother's books. Now she understood what it was. To know what it was, you had to lose it. Love was losing someone.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“In the end, what's important is not how long your life is, but how you lived it. If you live it well - to the full - a short life is just as good as a long one.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“Fragments of memory rose out of forgetfulness like broke pieces of glass, reassembling themselves into a prism of images.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“How wonderful it would be to lose your bones, turn your flesh into transparent jelly and be carried along by the current like a jellyfish.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“Anna, in her lack of knowledge, sensed that all the creatures on this planet, from snails to swallows, and including human beings, must live. That is our mission; it has been written in our flesh. We must go on, without looking back, for the energy that pervades us is beyond our control, and even when despairing, maimed or blind, we continue to eat, sleep and swim, struggle against the whirlpool that sucks us down.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“But not once, even for a second, had the idea of suicide crossed her mind, for she sensed that life is stronger than everything else. Life doesn't belong to us, it passes through us.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“A clap of thunder as loud as cannonade gave the signal for the start of proceedings and rain poured down furiously on the thirsty fields, which absorbed it in silence, exhaling a damp aura of burnt earth.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“At the sight of those remains, she sensed that life is just a long succession of periods of waiting - sometimes so short you're not even aware of them, sometimes so long they seem endless. But with or without patience they all have an end.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“As if he was looking forward to death. It happened to all dying creatures, human beings and animals.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“Memories often mingled with written stories and dreams, and in time even the clearest ones faded, like watercolours in a glass of water.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“La vie ne nous appartient pas, elle nous traverse.”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna

“La vita non ci appartiene, ci attraversa. La”
― Niccolò Ammaniti, Anna