“One day, God designed the mouth of Jun Rail. That’s where that strange idea of the sin came from” Jun Rail – Rage Castles, Alessandro Baricco

I followed her with my eyes for a long time, struck by a simple notion that made all other thoughts about her destiny pointless: ‘There goes a woman,’ I said to myself, ‘about whom I know everything. Her whole life is there before me, concentrated in that distant figure walking beside the lake. She’s a woman who’s waiting for the man she loves for thirty years, that is, from time immemorial.’ Vera – The Woman Who Waited, Andrei Makine

Cand li se cerea sa o descrie pe Alice, cuvantul “visatoare“ le statea oamenilor mai tot timpul pe limba. Sub stratul de civilizatie si sub scepticismul aferent, ea dezvaluia privirea plina de regret si lipsita de concentrare a unei fiinte care luneca permanent catre o lume alternativa si mult mai putin concreta. Ochii ei verde-deschis aveau nuante de melancolie ce vorbeau despre pierdere si un nedefinit alean. Confuza si chiar putin rusinata, putea fi vazuta cum cauta prin talmes balmesul lumesc ceva care sa insufle sens in platitudinea existentei. Si poate din cauza epocii in care traia, aceasta dorinta de autotranscendere (daca putem sa ne exprimam atat de teologic) ajunsese sa se identifice cu ideea de Iubire. Alice – Sex, Shopping si un Roman, Alain de Botton