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Le persone belle

“Le persone più belle che abbiamo conosciuto sono quelle che hanno conosciuto la sconfitta, la sofferenza, lo sforzo, la perdita e hanno trovato la loro via per uscire dal buio. Queste persone hanno una stima, una sensibilità, e una comprensione della vita che le riempie di compassione, gentilezza e un interesse di profondo amore. Le persone belle non capitano semplicemente; si sono formate.”

(Elisabeth Kübler-Ross)

Ciao papà

In ricordo

“Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the
next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I,
and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched,
unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old
familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no
difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of  solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as
we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile,
think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always
was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because
I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the
trouble of parting when we meet again!”.

(Henry Scott Holland)

Da ascoltare con Sting in “Fragile”