Cabiria

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“A bird discovers its colors in the phrases of a poem, and picks its rare name.”

“If you seek refuge you will always find it in the mobile of your days which at the level of your eyes walks within you in the memory that’s lost with the tides and never turns back nor makes of nostalgia a celebration.”

“There is no normal life that is free of pain. It’s the very wrestling with our problems that can be the impetus for our growth.”

“The melancholy of freedom, with the horizon still so far off. She’d given herself to the horizon. But this nostalgia for the present. The apprenticeship of patience, the vow of waiting. From which she might never manage to free herself. The afternoon stretching out interminably […]”