Le lacrime sono fatte come remi, il dolore e la tristezza vogano. Chi piange a un funerale, piange nondimeno la propria morte e quella del mondo, perché tutto muore e alla fine non resta niente.- Luce d'estate ed è subito notte

-Jón Kalman Stefánsson

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