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.

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.

In the end it happens, in some way you couldn't imagine before.

All opening moves were the same, like in chess. You don't have to come up with anything new, there's no point, because you're both after the same thing anyway. The game soon finds its own way and it's only at that point that you need a strategy.

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

Why did you choose to stay here?" (...) "I don't know," he said. "It's as if there's more oxygen here.

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