She was tired, with that tiredness that only emptiness brings.

Una trepidazione piacevole si prese tutte le sue ossa e la fece sorridere, come se il temporicominciasse esattamente da lì.

Le mancanze si assomigliano un po’ tutte.

She emptied herself of Fabio and of herself, of all the useless efforts she had made to get where she was and find nothing there. With detached curiosity she observed the rebirth of her weaknesses,...

Mattia’s voice no longer stirred anything in his stomach, but he was aware of the idea of him and always would be, as the only true benchmark for everything that had come afterward.

…finally her hands, so light, holding his head still and catching all his thoughts and imprisoning them there, in the space that no longer existed between them.

People took what they wanted, they clutched at coincidences, the few there were, and made a life from them. . . . Choices are made in brief seconds and paid for in the time that...

All Mattia saw was a shadow moving toward him. He instinctively closed his eyes and then felt Alice’s hot mouth on his, her tears on his cheek, or maybe they weren’t hers, and finally her...

[…] porque, aunque no lo amaba, él aman por los dos y eso los salvaba.

Prime numbers are divisible only by 1 and by themselves. They hold their place in the infinite series of natural numbers, squashed, like all numbers, between two others, but one step further than the rest....

Mattia thought that he and Alice were like that, twin primes, alone and lost, close but not close enough to really touch each other.

Era sólo que el tiempo volaba llevándose consigo más tiempo; eran sólo actos evidentes que nada sabían del futuro ni del pasado.