Wednesday, 18 September 2013

On not knowing until it's gone

"Under the weight of greater or lesser fortunes, I think what happens to a great many of us is that we really don't know what we want or with whom we'd like to have it. Nothing seems real until it's already gone. Until it's sealed up tight, out of reach. Until it's dead. Be it a person or a dream. And then the light comes, and so we mourn."


Barlozzo in "A Thousand Days in Tuscany" by Marlena de Blasi

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