1:49:02
...taking without giving,
or giving too little
1:49:07
If you mean I haven't much to give,
you may be right
1:49:13
I used to spend afternoons
reading in bed
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Tommaso would call and find me there
1:49:21
He could have taken me; I wouldn't
have resisted, out of boredom
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But he was satisfied to watch me
as I read
1:49:35
All those purposeless books
1:49:39
Two hundred pages a day;
I read so quickly
1:49:46
I've been selfish
1:49:49
Now I realize that what we give others
comes back to us
1:49:59
Do they think their music
will improve the day?
1:50:05
Lidia, let's settle this
1:50:08
Let's try to hang on to something
we're sure of
1:50:13
I love you
1:50:15
I'm sure I'm still in love with you.
What more can I say? Let's go home
1:50:32
When I awoke this morning
you were still asleep
1:50:36
As I awoke I heard
your gentle breathing
1:50:41
I saw your closed eyes,
beneath wisps of stray hair...
1:50:47
...and I was deeply moved
1:50:50
I wanted to cry out, to wake you,
but you slept so deeply, so soundly
1:50:57
In the half light your skin
glowed with life...