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“Υπάρχει μια μοναξιά που μπορείς να τη λικνίσεις. Μπράτσα σταυρωμένα, γόνατα μαζεμένα ψηλά.. ξανά και ξανά η ίδια κίνηση, ανόμοια μ’ εκείνη του πλοίου, μαλακώνει και συγκρατεί αυτόν που λικνίζεται. Είναι εσωτερική – σε τυλίγει σφιχτά σαν επιδερμίδα. Υπάρχει και μια μοναξιά που περιπλανιέται. Κανένα λίκνισμα δεν την καθηλώνει. Είναι ζωντανή και αυτόνομη. Είναι στεγνή και διάχυτη και κάνει τον ήχο των ποδιών σου που φεύγουν να μοιάζει σαν να έρχεται από τόπο πολύ μακρινό.”

Quote by Toni Morrison

Book:Beloved

Work

Beloved

This novel delves into the profound and haunting aftermath of slavery in the United States, focusing on the life of a woman named Sethe who has escaped from a plantation but is haunted by her past. The narrative intertwines the lives of former slaves and their descendants, examining the lasting impact of historical trauma on individuals and communities. more

Author

Toni Morrison
Toni Morrison

Toni Morrison is an American novelist known for her profound portrayal of the history and culture of African Americans. Her works often explore issues of race, gender, and identity, with her most famous novels being 'The Bluest Eye' and 'Sula'. more

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