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1 " In alto, lo sfavillio delle stelle cominciò a impallidire, appannandosi, e nel firmamento dilagò la promessa perlacea del nuovo giorno. "
― Wilbur Smith , Birds of Prey (Courtney, #9)
2 " A man’s passion is like a fire in tall, dry grass, hot and furious but soon spent. A woman is like a magician’s cauldron that must simmer long upon the coals before it can bring forth its spell. Be swift in all things but love. "