Night Walk
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds”.
Sant’Alvise
“A good picture is born from a state of grace. Grace becomes manifest when one is free from conventions, free as a child in his first discovery of reality. The game is then to organize the triangle“.
Palazzo Ducale
“Memory’s images, once they are fixed in words, are erased,” Polo said. “Perhaps I am afraid of losing Venice all at once, if I speak of it, or perhaps, speaking of other cities, I have already lost it, little by little.”
Italo Calvino
