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“And if we ourselves have a vocation, if we have not betrayed it, if over the years we have continued to love it, to serve it passionately, we are able to keep all sense of ownership out of our love for our children. But if on the other hand we do not have a vocation, or if we have abandoned it or betrayed it out of cynicism or a fear of life, or because of mistaken parental love, or because of some little virtue that exists within us, then we cling to our children as a shipwrecked mariner clings to a tree trunk.”

Quote by Natalia Ginzburg

Work

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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