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More Quotes by Italo Calvino
We'll make an army in the trees and bring the earth and the people on it to their senses.
I will start out this evening with an assertion: fantasy is a place where it rains.
You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.
Life, thought the naked man, was a hell, with rare moments recalling some ancient paradise.
It is only through the confining act of writing that the immensity of the nonwritten becomes legible.
You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler.
The line between the reality that is photographed because it seems beautiful to us and the reality that seems beautiful because it has been photographed is very narrow.
The ideal place for me is the one in which it is most natural to live as a foreigner.
What harbor can receive you more securely than a great library?
Memory's images, once they are fixed in words, are erased.
