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“Yesterday's rose endures in its name, we hold empty names.”

Quote by Umberto Eco

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Italian essayist, scholar, and critic. Umberto Eco is renowned for his unique literary style and profound academic background. His works integrate history, philosophy, literature, and semiotics, with his most famous novel being 'The Name of the Rose'. more

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