Separating them were two layers of brick, a few inches of plaster, and nine years of silence.
People took what they wanted, they clutched at coincidences, the few there were, and made a life from them. . . . Choices are made in brief seconds a… - Paolo Giordano
People took what they wanted, they clutched at coincidences, the few there were, and made a life from them. . . . Choices are made in brief seconds a…
- Paolo Giordano
Even though he was afraid to admit it, when he was with her it seemed it was worth doing all those normal things that normal people do. - Paolo Giordano
Even though he was afraid to admit it, when he was with her it seemed it was worth doing all those normal things that normal people do.
Twin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are close to each other, almost neighbors, but between them there is always an even number that prevents the… - Paolo Giordano
Twin primes: pairs of prime numbers that are close to each other, almost neighbors, but between them there is always an even number that prevents the…
The love of those we don't love in return settles on the surface and from there quickly evaporates. - Paolo Giordano
The love of those we don't love in return settles on the surface and from there quickly evaporates.
In fact, they didn't talk much at all, but they spent time together, each in his own abyss, held safe and tight by the other's silence. - Paolo Giordano
In fact, they didn't talk much at all, but they spent time together, each in his own abyss, held safe and tight by the other's silence.
Separating them were two layers of brick, a few inches of plaster, and nine years of silence. - Paolo Giordano
They lived the slow and invisible interpenetration of their universes, like two stars gravitating around a common axis, in ever tighter orbits, whose… - Paolo Giordano
They lived the slow and invisible interpenetration of their universes, like two stars gravitating around a common axis, in ever tighter orbits, whose…
[Their love] had burned itself out, like a forgotten candle in an empty room, leaving behind a ravenous discontent. - Paolo Giordano
[Their love] had burned itself out, like a forgotten candle in an empty room, leaving behind a ravenous discontent.
She tried to open the bottle, but the top slipped through her fingers without moving. He took the bottle from her hand and opened it with his thumb a… - Paolo Giordano
She tried to open the bottle, but the top slipped through her fingers without moving. He took the bottle from her hand and opened it with his thumb a…
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