やるせない

"The Japanese have words for sadness that are so subtle and complicated that the English translations don't do them justice.
Setsunai is usually translated as 'sad', but it is better described as a feeling of sadness and loneliness, so powerful that it feels as if your chest is constricted, as if you can't breathe; a sadness that is physical and tangible. There is another word, too - yarusenai, which is grief or loneliness so strong that you can't get rid of it, you can't clear it away.
There are some things like that. You get older and you forget about them, but every time you remember, you feel that yarusenai. It never goes away; it just gets tucked away and forgotten for a while."
...
"The day after the funeral, I checked my company e-mail account, something I rarely did. I had an unopened e-mail from Hamaya.
It was sent about two days before she killed herself. I have never opened it. I've never had the courage. I don't want to know. I think I have a copy backed up on a hard disk somewhere. I'm not going to look for it.
What's yarusenai?
it's that one e-mail you never replied to and will never open. It's the bad advice you gave and the phone call you should have made and everything that came out of it. It's thinking about the friends that you suspect you might have been able to save."

(Tokyo Vice, J. Adelstein, 2010)

Momo

- Perchè non sorridi mai, Momo?
- Sorridere è roba da gente ricca, monsieur Ibrahim. Io non ho i mezzi.
- Perchè, tu credi che io sia ricco?
- Bhè, la sua cassa è sempre strapiena. Non conosco nessuno che per tutto il giorno abbia così tanti soldi sotto gli occhi.
- Ma i soldi mi servono per pagare la merce e il locale. E alla fine del mese non mi resta molto, sai.
- Monsieur Ibrahim, quando dico che il sorriso è roba da ricchi, intendo dire che è roba per gente felice.
- Ecco, è qui che ti sbagli. E' il sorridere che rende felici.

- Come sa tutte queste cose, monsieur Ibrahim?
- Io non so niente. So solo quello che c'è nel mio Corano.

- Hai un solo paio di piedi, Momo, devi averne cura. Se le scarpe ti fanno male, le cambi. Ma i piedi, quelli non li potrai mai cambiare!

- La bellezza è dappertutto, Momo. Dovunque tu giri l osguardo. E' scritto nel mio Corano, questo.

- Il tuo amore per lei è tuo. Ti appartiene. Anche se lei lo rifiuta, nonlo può cambiare. Semplicemente non ne approfitta, ecco tutto. Quello che tu dai, Momo, è tuo per la vita; e quello che non dai è perduto per sempre!

- No, non l'autostrada, Momo. Non prendere l'autostrada. Le autostrade, ci passi e basta, non c'è niente da vedere. Sono buone per gli imbecilli che vogliono andare il più velocemente possibile da un punto all'altro. Noi non facciamo della geometria, noi viaggiamo. Trovami dei bei percorsi che ci facciano vedere bene tutto quello che c'è da vedere.

- "Il cuore dell'uomo è come un uccello rinchiuso nella gabbia del corpo". Quando danzi il cuore canta come un uccello che aspira a fondersi con Dio. Vieni, andiamo al tekkè

E così, ancora oggi, quando le cose non vanno per il verso giusto, io giro.
Punto una mano verso il cielo e giro. Punto una mano verso il suolo e giro. I cielo ruota sopra di me. La terra ruota sotto di me. Non sono più io, ma uno di quegli atom iche girano intorno al vuoto che è tutto.

10 anni dopo

Una macelleria a me e' sembrata

Livia, io non mi sento tradito. Io sono stato tradito. Non si tratta di sensazioni. Ho sempre fatto il mio mestiere con onestà. Da galantomo. Se davo la mia parola a un delinquente, la rispettavo. E perciò sono rispettato. È stata la mia forza, lo capisci? Ma ora mi siddriai, m'abbuttai.

Per il testo completo: qui.

385

a pagina 385 del mio libro, a 38 anni, dopo 15 anni di flirt con il suo migliore amico con cui alla fine si sposano e cercano d iavere un bimbo, la protagonista del mio libro muore. a 50 pagine dalla fine del libro, che immaginavo con un happy ending. this is not fair.

stanotte mi sento una established bachelorette. senza niente di positivo o negativo in ciò, solo una constatazione. posso andare a letto alle 20, risvegliarmi all'1,30 e iniziare a leggere. dormire con la mia bella luce soffusa accesa. alzarmi alle 3 per scrivere un post. avere un amico con benefit, che propri oamico non è ed è molto strano. ma questo is coming along these days. e noi accettiamo e constatiamo, cercando di vivere here and now, come lo yoga ci insegna.

nous allons a la France?

Genesis: the fall of man

I just found it interesting and somehow fascinating.

¹ Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the LORD God had made. He said to the woman, "Did God really say, 'You must not eat from any tree in the garden'?"

² The woman said to the serpent, "We may eat fruit from the trees in the garden, ³ but God did say, 'You must not eat fruit from the tree that is in the middle of the garden, and you must not touch it, or you will die.' "

⁴ "You will not surely die," the serpent said to the woman. ⁵ "For God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil."

⁶ When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it. ⁷ Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they realized they were naked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves.

⁸ Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the LORD God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the LORD God among the trees of the garden. ⁹ But the LORD God called to the man, "Where are you?"

¹⁰ He answered, "I heard you in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid."

¹¹ And he said, "Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree that I commanded you not to eat from?"

¹² The man said, "The woman you put here with me—she gave me some fruit from the tree, and I ate it."

¹³ Then the LORD God said to the woman, "What is this you have done?"
The woman said, "The serpent deceived me, and I ate."

¹⁴ So the LORD God said to the serpent, "Because you have done this,
"Cursed are you above all the livestock
and all the wild animals!
You will crawl on your belly
and you will eat dust
all the days of your life.

¹⁵ And I will put enmity
between you and the woman,
and between your offspring and hers;
he will crush your head,
and you will strike his heel."

¹⁶ To the woman he said,
"I will greatly increase your pains in childbearing;
with pain you will give birth to children.
Your desire will be for your husband,
and he will rule over you."

¹⁷ To Adam he said, "Because you listened to your wife and ate from the tree about which I commanded you, 'You must not eat of it,'
"Cursed is the ground because of you;
through painful toil you will eat of it
all the days of your life.

¹⁸ It will produce thorns and thistles for you,
and you will eat the plants of the field.

¹⁹ By the sweat of your brow
you will eat your food
until you return to the ground,
since from it you were taken;
for dust you are
and to dust you will return."

²⁰ Adam named his wife Eve, because she would become the mother of all the living.

²¹ The LORD God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them. ²² And the LORD God said, "The man has now become like one of us, knowing good and evil. He must not be allowed to reach out his hand and take also from the tree of life and eat, and live forever." ²³ So the LORD God banished him from the Garden of Eden to work the ground from which he had been taken. ²⁴ After he drove the man out, he placed on the east side of the Garden of Eden cherubim and a flaming sword flashing back and forth to guard the way to the tree of life.

sea each other

If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time, we've destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don't you think that we might see each other once or twice?

Jonathan Livingston

Gut gegen Nordwind

Schreiben Sie mir, Emmi. Schreiben ist wie küssen, nur ohne Lippen. Schreiben ist küssen mit dem Kopf.

koenigliche Ballerina Prinzessin

"I am looking for friends. What does that mean---tame?"  "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. "It means to establish ties."  "To establish ties?"  "Just that," said the fox. "to me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world. . ."

death

Dalla foschia dei primi anni di vita riusciva ancora a evocare il ricordo: stava seduta in una grande vasca bianca, con un bambino all'altro capo che le spruzzava l'acqua in faccia, ridendo. E poi sua madre in piedi accanto a lei, che la prendeva in braccio. Sua madre. Ne vedeva ancora il viso a volte, la notte, nei suoi sogni, come se non se ne fosse mai andata. Sua madre che era ancora li', in disparte. Specco e' cosi' che immaginiamo i morti: una nuvola d'amore che fa da sfondo alla nostra vita.

Alexander McCall Smith, Amici, amanti, cioccolato

unhappiness comes knocking on our door

I read in a reportage on the earthquake in Italy that the survivors, desperate and powerless, were wondering why fate had chosen them and their land as a place for the terrible disaster. It 's a question that will never receive an answer, but that we cannot avoid to ask when unhappiness comes knocking on our door, as if somewhere in the universe there were an entity responsible of the bad things that occur. Very often we have only the time to see death in front of us, or maybe not even this, when a bomb explodes ten steps from us, when a vessel is reduced into pieces shortly before reaching the coast, when a flood carries away houses and bridges as if they were insignificant barriers, when an avalanche or a landslide bury entire populations. We wonder why to us, why to me, and there is no answer. Even Jacques Brel had asked: "Porquoi moi? Porquoi maintenant?". And he died. That's fate, and in destiny the word resurrection is not written. It 's good to know. In reality, the world does not exist in order to then have resurrections. It's enough what there is here.

José Saramago

Hi!

One year ago. It was a Sunday afternoon. Inside me there was just a mess. I decided to go for a walk on my own. I dressed myself up, walked for a long time and then netered that cafè.

I sat down on my own. I ordered a tea and an espresso. And I took my book out. I don't remember which book was that. But I started enjoying it.

The waiter had red hair. He had a sweet smile. He asked me where I came from. We had some small talk. Small words. But they were important to me on that day.

Mr Darcy

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife...

Such a nice movie... and such a man... I want my Mr Darcy too... charming, fascinating, a little dark and never boring... hey, are you out there, listening to me?

It was an international women evening, drinking tea and dreaming of men. What can a man do to a girl. You can turn our world upside down... completely!