You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours. - Italo Calvino

Ecco, pensò Amerigo, quei due, così come sono, sono reciprocamente necessari. E pensò: ecco, questo modo d'essere è l'amore. E poi: l'umano arriva dove arriva l'amore; non ha confini se non quelli che gli diamo.

هو يواصل المجئ الي هذا المقهي كل مساء ليراها, لينكأ الجرح القديم من جديد,
وهي تأتي الي هذا المقهي كل مساء, ربما عمّدا لتوجعه, أو لعلها تأمل في أن تصبح عادة الوجع عنده عادة شأن أي عادة أخري, أن تتخذ طعم العدّم الذي غطي فمها وحياتها لسنوات.

You only have to start saying of something : 'Ah, how beautiful ! We must photograph it !' and you are already close to the view of the person who thinks that everything that is not photographed is lost, as if it never existed, and therefore in order to really live you must photograph as much as you can, and to photograph as much as you can you must either live in the most photographable way possible, or else consider photographable every moment of your life.