The ending is one of my blackest, utterly without hope of any sort.
My father read 'The New York Times,' my mother did secretarial work, we had a dog, we had a garden, I had a brother.
I do not take any pleasure whatsoever in being a famous person.
And I don't want to live anywhere where I am famous. It makes me very, very uncomfortable, because it conveys an advantage over people, and I don't like that.
I don't go to the movies because I don't like films.
A story begins and it always passes from the subjunctive to the declarative. And Italians don't seem to care about making a fine distinction between that which is speculation and that which is fact.