IL TEDESCO E' UNA LINGUA DURA.
IL TEDESCO E' COME LE PIETRE.
NON SI SPACCA, NON SI SCHEGGIA, NON SI MODELLA.

GIORNATA LENTA
GIORNATA PRATICA
GIORNATA DI FATICA
GIORNATA PER NON PENSARE.

Un ottimo motivo per tornare!!

Me, too.

HERE, AGAIN.

Yet, what it is that I want I cannot tell, although I crave for it, and in some secret way, expect it. For often and oftener as time goes by, I find myself suddenly halting in my walk as though I were stopped by a strange new look upon the surface of the land I know so well. It hints at something; but it is gone before I know what it means. It is as though a new smile crept out of a well known face; it half frightens you and yet it beckons.

Tra me e te.

Io, oggi.

An empty void. A silence bright and hard as the blade of a sword.