All Mattia saw was a shadow moving toward him. He instinctively closed his eyes and then felt Aliceโs hot mouth on his, her tears on his cheek, or maybe they werenโt hers, and 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.
Paolo Giordano[Their love] had burned itself out, like a forgotten candle in an empty room, leaving behind a ravenous discontent.
Paolo Giordano...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.
Paolo GiordanoTwin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are close to each other, almost neighbors, but between them there is always an even number that prevents them from truly touching. If you go on counting, you discover that these pairs gradually become rarer, lost in that silent, measured space made only of ciphers. You develop a distressing presentiment that the pairs encountered up until that point were accidental, that solitude is the true destiny. Then, just when youโre about to surrender, you come across another pair of twins, clutching each other tightly.
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