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Edith Piaf, l’usignolo non canta più. (presso Teatro Gerolamo) https://www.instagram.com/p/BttI6acIQg5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1sfml0abvyyef
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In chiesa, la musica sacra renderebbe ognuno di noi un credente – ma per fortuna si può contare sui predicatori per ripristinare l’equilibrio.
Mignon McLaughlin
Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone.
P. Verlaine
Raccontare ai giornalisti stranieri la politica culturale italiana non è semplice. Bisogna prima di tutto cercare di non ridere.
Alberto Ronchey
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Non bisogna temere i cambi di rotta e adattarsi. Ma adattarsi non significa rassegnarsi, adattarsi significa avere la duttilità necessaria per capire che i tempi sono cambiati, che i tempi cambiano sempre
R. Saviano, La Repubblica 16.6.2017
The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted...
William Shakespeare Merchant of Venice, Act 5, Scene I
L’art c’est l’émotion sans le désir.
M. Barbery, L'Élégance du hérisson
18XII2016 Concerto di Natale Milano (I)
Die liebe Erde allüberall blüht auf im Lenz und grünt Aufs neu! Allüberall und ewig blauen licht die Fernen! Ewig... ewig...
G. Mahler - Das Lied von der Erde VI, Der Abschied