Mimmo Mallamo's posts from January 2013

Just because the past taps you on the shoulder, doesn't mean you have to look back. — Solo perché il passato ti batte un colpetto sulla spalla, non vuol dire…

A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we…

Me quedé tan sin nadie, tan vacío que lloraban las hojas, las últimas, y luego caían como lágrimas. — I stayed so alone, so empty that the leaves were weeping,…

El amor supo entonces que se llamaba amor. Y cuando levanté mis ojos a tu nombre tu corazón de pronto dispuso mi camino. — Then love knew it was called love.…

Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love. — Dubita che le stelle siano fuoco, dubita che il…

If I can see pain in your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile. — Se riesco a vedere il dolore nei…

All words are pegs to hang ideas on. — Tutte le parole sono mollette a cui appendere delle idee. (Henry Ward Beecher)

I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air. — Ho un vivo desiderio di stare con te, vicino…

It is such a secret place, the land of tears. — Il paese delle lacrime è così misterioso. (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, “The Little Prince”, Chapt. VII)
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