What did Alessandro Baricco mean by: You were dead.’ She said. ‘And in the whole world there was nothing beautiful left. Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy Copy
+ As eight years before, he was leaving … to rewrite his destiny in orderly fashion. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Change, Destiny, Progress, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Reflection, Resignation, Silence, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ Reasons get forgotten. Author, September 1, 2023January 2, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Forgetfulness, Perspective, Rationalization, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ To die of yearning for something you will never experience Author, July 24, 2023January 2, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Death, Regret, Yearning, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ Definitive resolutions are made always and only in a state of mind that is not destined to last. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Change, Impermanence, Resolutions, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ Read the flight of your arrow if you want to know your future. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Destiny, Foresight, Insight, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
+ It’s a strange grief…to die of nostalgia for something you never lived. Author, January 5, 2024January 6, 2025, Alessandro Baricco, Grief, Identity, Nostalgia, 0 Alessandro Baricco Writer · Italy
Art produces ugly things which frequently become beautiful with time. Read explanation Jean Cocteau Artist · France
I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The dead drug leaves a ghost behind. At certain hours it haunts the house. Jean Cocteau Artist · France
