‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Monday, January 02, 2017
Elena Ferrante, My Brilliant Friend
‘Perhaps the idea of money as a cement to solidify our existence and
prevent it from dissolving, together with the people who were dear to
us, endured.’
