Quando ci dimentichiamo quanto siano vicine la notte, e le selvagge solitudini, qualche giorno il deserto verrà a prenderci, perché avremo dimenticato quanto terribile e reale possa essere.

Respect the more you give the more you git

If I have MY DaY then 
                       I will light up the world like brighten ocean.

It’s like the grief has been covered over with some kind of blanket. It’s still there, but the sharpest edges are .. muffled, sort of. Then, ever now and then, I lift the corner of the blanket just to check, and .. whoa! Like a knife! I’m not sure that will ever change.

Written By Anne Tyler

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