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“Our dreams are never realized and as soon as we see them betrayed we realize that the intensest joys of our life have nothing to do with reality. No sooner do we see them betrayed than we are consumed with regret for the time when they glowed within us. And in this succession of hopes and regrets our life slips by.”

Quote by Natalia Ginzburg

Book:The Little Virtues
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The Little Virtues

This book delves into the concept of virtues, examining their significance in human life and society through philosophical lenses. more

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Natalia Ginzburg
Natalia Ginzburg

Natalia Ginzburg was an Italian author known for her delicate psychological portrayals and profound social insights. Her works often focus on family and personal relationships, reflecting the changes in Italian society. She was born on July 14, 1916, and died on October 7, 1991. more

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