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Natalia Ginzburg

  • jimena astridcompartió una citahace 2 años
    Every day homesickness grew in us. Sometimes it was even pleasant, like being in gentle slightly intoxicating company.
  • Nikolai C.compartió una citahace 9 meses
    I thought how all of us are always trying to imagine what someone else is doing, eating our hearts out trying to find the truth and moving about in our own private worlds like a blind man who gropes for the walls and the various objects in a room.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    They say that big families are happy, but I could never see anything particularly happy about ours.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    The country was silent around me, and I could see neither the city that I had left behind me nor our house that lay farther along the way.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    When a girl marries her troubles begin. Her children cry and her husband wants to be waited on and his parents make things all the harder.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    Perhaps what I wanted was to go back to old times, to put on my light blue dress and run away to the city and ask Nini if he was still in love with me. And to go into the woods with Giulio, too, so long as I didn’t have to marry him.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    ‘Perhaps you’d like to know whether I’m still in love with you. I think I’m not.’

    ‘I’m glad,’ I said, but it wasn’t true and I felt very much like crying.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    All the time that we had sat at the café we had not said a word about Nini, as if we had forgotten how he used to like to sit crosswise on his chair and smoke and talk, propping his chin up on one hand and running the other through the lock that fell across his forehead. It was harder and harder to remember the way he looked and the things he used to say, and it frightened me to think of him now that he had receded far into the distance and become one of the vast multitude of the dead.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    After twenty-six years life had seemed empty and sad because no man had ever paid any attention to me, much less given me gifts.
  • Táliacompartió una citahace 2 años
    When a girl is very much alone and leads a tiresome and monotonous existence, with worn gloves and very little spending money, she may let her imagination run wild and find herself defenceless before all the errors and pitfalls which imagination has devised to deceive her.
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