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A sad reminder of her lost innocence.

The his life, his struggles, his pain and will go again, the last before the eyes of our spirit.

And now, at this grave moment that shakes the soul in the deep, when we get rid of everything that confuses us daily and we debase, a terribly severe voice touches our heart, a voice that we are not usually able capture nell'assordante din of the day: "And now? What is life? And this death?".

He scans the crowd of the apparitions and lost the pure mentality of childhood and the profound determination that only love can give.

doubts.

of self, of God

The world and life for him to become confused ghosts.

Nausea for everything that exists and that becomes the captures striking him with an iron fist and screaming at him to despair.

reached by the end of every living thing.

The senses are not.

In a silence filled with horror we feel, far, far away, like a nightingale's voice, as a last tremulous echo of earthly life.

And here: there is no trial, no sinners, nor right, neither large nor small, there is no penalty and no reward! A powerful feeling of love pervades us with a knowledge and a blessed existence.

"resurrect, it will rise."

Klopstock.

[Auferstehun]

hymn adapted from Gustav Mahler's Second Symphony for .

Prolapse After Giving Birth

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... A few words to the wise:
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CIARLTRONE (female rogue) = Individual despicable, unfair, lacking in seriousness.
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charlatan (female charlatans) = 1-
one time vendor of various goods, especially in trade fairs and the like. Smerciatore of shoddy products. 2 - Who uses the good faith and gullibility of others to their advantage. In the broad sense: who has skills that do not possess. Synonym: cheat.
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And finally:
CIALTRONAGLIA : A collection of scoundrels.
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any one vocabulary word to say

Monotonicity

of Constantine Cavafy

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First version by Filippo Maria Pontani (in Constantine Cavafy, Poems, Mondadori - 1961 )

second version by Margaret Dalmatians and Nelo Risi ( Constantine Cavafy, poems Fifty , Einaudi - 1968).

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follows a monotonous day

a new day, monotonous, unchanging.

the same things will happen, will happen again.

All times are equal, they leave.

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A month passes and another month accompanies it.

What is strange imagine without calculation:

is yesterday, with the note bore seal.

And tomorrow never seems to be more tomorrow.

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the monotonous day by a monotonous

same day is below. Things will be identical

rifaranno and again -

moments imposed identity and disappear.

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month that passes brings another month.

The things that happen we can guess the

effortlessly are the things of yesterday, annoying.

that ends tomorrow never seems to be more tomorrow.

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Replacement Fan Blades Hampton Bay Leaf

salutary lesson

Naked and raw
of Alan Bennett

Translated by Giulia Arborio Mella
and Claudia Valeria Letizia
Adelphi - 2001

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A married couple returning home discovers that he was robbed of everything, even the pants are remained. All gone, from toilet paper to toothpaste. What to do? What thoughts and inner urges are set in motion in such circumstances?
Twists and raw truth alternate with fresh emotions and defense mechanisms in the monotonous daily life of the couple, who seemed to be permanently hidden in a hole before the theft impose much to him as her a complete renewal of themselves .
The contents of the apartment, a few months later, in a surprising way back to the owners ... but now their life is no longer the same.
Irony and perseverance are the weapons with which to defend the two, until the end. Reserve the last page a couple of twists.
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A couple of weeks after the theft (all dated from now), stretched on the bean bag in front of the electric fireplace, Mrs. Ransome contemplated dècolletè now rather scuffed shoes, thinking of the next move. When someone died, they said, was the same: many things to attend to at the beginning, then nothing.
Yet, continuing his reflections before the sink, it seemed so abrupt that a separation from his worldly goods would entail some benefits, benefits that might not have dared to define spiritual but with more ease, they could be included in the category of "Salutary lesson". In his view, the fact that they almost literally pulled away the carpet from under the feet had to help stimulate thoughts on how he had lived since then [...] found not to be unhappy, it was said that this situation was more authentic and that from now on would have given up on the surplus (of course, subject to certain comfort).
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Quinciañeras Desnu

Clouds

Fernando Pessoa

The poet is a pretender

Two hundred

quotations chosen by Antonio Tabucchi .

(Translated by Tabucchi).

Feltrinelli - 1988
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In nine years I open the book, I gather from my notes and underlining that I liked a lot or otherwise in any case had given me plenty to think about! And I discover that I had even finished reading the Amsterdam airport (what was I doing? Do not remember.)

Citing some Quote:
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2 - Being a poet is not my ambition.

It 's my way of be alone.

33 - [...] I carry the scars of all the battles that I avoided. My body is aching with the effort that I have not even thought of doing.

34 - Life is a journey experimental fact involuntarily.

52 - [...] Man is not an animal is a meat clever [...].

58 - [...] I finally I had stayed I was able to slowly raise my exhausted body out of bed for anything in which I had thought about the universe.

59 - [...] Look, therefore, facing the bridge, passing the truth, and that I will restore and no fake, intelligent and natural.

-61 Just as we wash our body we should wash your fate, change life as we change underwear [...].

66 - Slaves of cardiac star

have conquered the world before you get out of bed,

but we wake up and it is opaque,

we got up and they have nothing, [...].

85 - Everything in its time has run its course.

86 - Only the illusion of freedom

freedom exists.

87 - [...] I articulated in periods and paragraphs, punctuation, and I become [...] me up like lunatics with dried flowers that are fresh only in my dreams.

89 - [...] my pretending to be ugly face of life itself.

103 -

The reality is always more or less

of what we want.

111 - Delicate as stem poppy

supports me now. Nothing I want.

115 - Be All in all things. Ask what the minimum six
you do.

122 - From my village I see the earth as you can see

Universe.

127 - Clouds ... [...] exist without my knowing it and die without my knowing. Are the interval between what is and what is not, between what's dream to be and how life has made me be the average between abstract and carnal things that are not nothing, nothing more than myself. Clouds ... [...]

130 - without the madness of what man

beast if not satisfied, deferred

corpse that procreate?

137 - A tired, violent and disproportionate

to exist ...

141 - Being the same thing in every possible way

at the same time.

161 - I do not care about the rhymes. Rarely

there are two trees equal, side by side.

166 - [...] the work of art is an invention with an absolute value.

192 - always live in the present. I do not know the future. I have not the past. The one I like the ability to weigh all the other as the reality of anything.

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