Book: The story of the missing child. Page 1

When the thirst for massacre quenched, I said to myself: "Lila is right, it is necessary to write not for the sake of writing itself, but for the sake of revenge on those who deserve it. Against fists, kicks and their nefarious deeds I have only words - not so much, but for the fight is enough. "

Laws work where from one word "law" people stand at attention ...

When my head tells me: do it better this way, I do it and I don't think about it anymore. And I'll start picking at the past - only it will get worse.

... If you talk about ... infidelity at the wrong moment, everything will be useless. Lovers forgive everything. Betrayal becomes betrayal when disgust awakens in the one who has been betrayed.

... Everyday household routine at any moment could slap me in the face, so much so that all my great plans lost their meaning and seemed ridiculous.

- That parties are needed only to distribute public goods in exchange for the support of the people, and all sorts of ideals are so, a piece of furniture.

I knew from childhood that people die, but I never thought that this would happen to me. Yes, I still can’t believe it.

Good feelings are too fragile ...

… Enjoying what is, instead of waiting for the impossible, is not such a bad habit.

... Words very rarely get to the place, and even then not for long. Basically, we sculpt them as we please... Or use them to pretend that everything is under control.

How much unsaid remains between people, even if they love each other, and how scary that others will tell about it and their love will go to dust.

Trying to open the eyes of a lover is useless.

- Men who are not difficult with do not exist at all.

I realized that our quarter, Naples, Pisa, Florence, Milan, Italy are just small fragments of a huge world, and I don't have to be content with them all my life.