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“Ci abituiamo di nuovo a dormire tranquilli. Viviamo senza risparmiarci, come ce ne fosse anche troppa di questa strana sostanza ch'è la vita, come se non dovesse avere mai fine.”

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Book:Il cielo diviso
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Il cielo diviso

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Christa Wolf
Christa Wolf

Christa Wolf was a German literary critic and author, renowned for her profound psychological portraits and reflections on the social changes in East Germany. Her works often explore the relationship between the individual and the collective, history and memory. more

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“In hindsight, it's seen as inevitable that the two Germany's would reunite. But none of the people who had laid the groundwork for the fall-those who had started the tremors and endured the security forces' brutality-envisioned a unified Germany. Those people had sacrificed their places in society for the chance to form a new one, something different and distinct, an independent East Germany built form scratch. The hadn't looked to the West for inspiration before, and none of them looked to the West for salvation now that the border was open.”

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