dedicato a Ziby :
'You can't go back. Only fools go back. The thing is to grow, and be happy the way you are growing. All of us look up at the sky when you we're born and plan one day to reach it. But most give up. They content themselves with standing higher than their neighbour's roof. They forget about the sky they once so desperately wanted to touch.
Me, I never want to forget.'
Richard Harris, A Sporting Life
dedicato ad Airone :
Nella mia giovanezza ho navigato
lungo le coste dalmate. Isolotti
a fior d’onda emergevano, ove raro
un uccello sostava intento a prede,
coperti d’alghe, scivolosi, al sole
belli come smeraldi. Quando l’alta
marea e la notte li annullava, vele
sottovento sbandavano più al largo,
per sfuggirne l'insidia. Oggi il mio regno
è quella terra di nessuno. Il porto
accende ad altri i suoi lumi , me al largo
sospinge ancora il non domato spirito,
e della vita il doloroso amore.
Umberto Saba, Ulisse
If I saw Mr Berlusconi buried at midnight at a crossroads with a stake driven through his heart
- politically speaking -
I should continue to wear a clove of garlic round my neck, just in case.
Aloysius O' Blather , XIX Earl of Rathmullan
