Quotes from the Book:One More Day

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I love women, I always have done. How can you not love them? Because women are beautiful. Beautiful are their contours, their hands, their skin, the contorted threads of their minds. Beautiful the coloured scents of their wishes. Like my fears, their little turmoils. I love the beauty of their moves. I love how they dry their tears with their hand and the sudden smile after they've been crying like children. Unexpected gashes of light. I love women. Without them I would've already left. Without them I would've never come back.

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What are you looking then? I don't know. Maybe nothing, maybe everyone; Maybe now, other than searching, I want to live what happens to me, what life gives me. I love playing. Being free. I'm happy with myself also when I'm shopping and I push the trolley. If I want, in the evening, I go out, otherwise I stay at home reading or watching a movie... I'd defend this condition with all my strength. Always. But sometimes also I need a hug, to let myself go and to lose myself in a man's arms. An embrace that makes me feel protected even if I can protect myself... I'm capable of doing what I need, but sometimes I'd like to pretend to not be capable and have somebody else do it for me. It's a sensation. But I don't want to be with a man for this reason. I can't make any compromises, and I can't renounce to everything I have, to my freedom for that hug that often, as years go by, won't be there anymore...