Although I am a person who expected to be rooted in one spot forever, as it has turned out I love having the memories of living in many places.
Although he's slight, he has that wiry strength that seems to come more from will than muscle.
Always, I liked the infinitive 'to go.' Let's go, let's go. let's really go. 'Andare' was the first verb I learned to conjugate in Italian. 'Andiamo,' let's go, teh sound comes out at a gallop.
My idea of heaven still is to drive the gravel farm roads of Umbria and Tuscany, very pleasantly lost.
Ik hou van de spannende periode van afwachten, van de geestelijke en fysieke sensatie van bochten als iets geheimzinnigs naar de oppervlakte van het bewustzijn zigzagt.
Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? It doesn't actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart or a head-on car wreck. It should. When someone you've promised to cherish till death do y...
All afternoon in the deck chair, I try to describe to my notebook the colors of the water and sky. How to translate sunlight into words?
Everything I pick up seems to lure me away. Everything I do in my daily life begins to feel like striking wet matches. The need to travel is a mysterious force. A desire to 'go' runs through me equall...
Life offers you a thousand chances... all you have to do is take one.
A lifelong insomniac, I sleep like one newly dead every night and dream deeply harmonious dreams of swimming along with the current in a clear green river, playing and at home in the water. On the fir...
Finally I caught on that what you buy today is ready—picked or dug this morning at its peak. This also explained another puzzle; I never understood why Italian refrigerators are so minute until I real...
Naguib Mahfouz’s Palace Walk, set in Cairo, a
The words 'forse che si,' 'forse che no', 'perhaps yes,' 'perhaps no,' repeat along all paths.
One of those flash epiphanies of travel, the realization that worlds you'd love vibrantly exist outside your ignorance of them. The vitality of many lives you know nothing about. The breeze lifting a...
They all agree, Italy is not what it used to be. What is? All my adult life I've heard how Silicon Valley used to be all orchards, how Atlanta used to be genteel, how publishing used to be run by gent...
And feigned innocence, the vise that keeps women girls well into their sixties.
Wat een merkwaardige kronkel om het echte te bedekken met een nabootsing van iets echts
Stone houses, terrace walls, city walls, streets. Plant any rose and you hit four or five big ones. All the Etruscan sarcophagi with likenesses of the dead carved on top in realistic, living poses mus...
You never know, of course, when you write a book what its fate will be. Sink out of sight, soar to the sun–who knows. I love this quote from Frances Mayes. It pretty much sums up the Great Unknown of...
A Chinese poet many centuries ago noticed that to re-create something in words is like being alive twice.
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