More Quotes by Italo Calvino
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 novels that attract me most... are those that create an illusion of transperancy around a knot of human relationships as obscure, cruel and perverse as possible.
Work stops at sunset. Darkness falls over the building site. The sky is filled with stars. "There is the blueprint," they say.
You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.
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.
I will start out this evening with an assertion: fantasy is a place where it rains.
The universe will express itself as long as somebody will be able to say, "I read, therefore it writes.
What harbor can receive you more securely than a great library?
