I’d run you know. It’s like when you’re really busy doing something and you don’t have time to think about things. Well, I’d run and run and run so I couldn’t think.

Josephine è uno e molti. È fatta di respiri, ricordi, paure. Sogni, anche. Il suo nome è sconosciuto ai più, ma chi la incontra sa riconoscerla. Ha tanti volti. I suoi occhi ciechi esplorano intensamente...

God knows what possessed me, but having that science book in my hand propelled me to immediate action. So I hit her with it.

There’s nothing to took forward to any more if you don’t have dreams,” he said. “Because dreams are goals and John might have run out of goals. So he died.

I’m scared to die,” I whispered as Michael walked in.”He was scared to live,” he said kissing my forehead.

I never thought meeting you would be this boring. I thought we’d put our Italian emotion into gear and scream the place down. I never expected indifference.