Firmin

Adventures of a Metropolitan Lowlife

Average vote of 7304
| 21 total contributions of which 15 reviews , 5 quotes , 0 images , 1 note , 0 video
"I had always imagined that my life story...would have a great first line: something like Nabokov's 'Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins;' or if I could not do lyric, then something sweeping like Tolstoy's 'All happy families are alike, but ev ...Continua
Nuria.
Wrote 7/18/15

Me esperaba mucho más del libro, la verdad

Mauraccia
Wrote 11/19/13
Highly recommended
Plagiarism or not, it's a deep, delicate, catching description of human life. Apart some pages before the ending, which disappointed me a bit, it's a wonderful tale... Delicata, profonda riflessione sul destino umano. Non vedo perché privarsi di un t...Continua

...fantastico.

Aikopam
Wrote 3/30/10
doubtful
I give it a 3 stars. It is not bad, but didn't leave me much. The story is interesting, good the locations and the characters setting. Easy to read and flowing well. I have some doubts about the use of the language. The author mixes the language and...Continua
Anita Denti
Wrote 12/15/09

what a deception. too much overestimated!


Celeno
Wrote May 15, 2017, 09:49
I always think everything is going to last forever, but nothing ever does. In fact nothing exists longer than an instant except the things that we hold in memory.
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Celeno
Wrote May 15, 2017, 09:48
If you are lonely, I think it helps to be a little crazy as long as you don't overdo it.
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fran_ces
Wrote Mar 23, 2015, 16:39
I was birthed, bedded, and suckled on the defoliated carcass of the world's most unread masterpiece.
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millericcioli
Wrote Jul 16, 2008, 20:15
(ultima) Sto perdendo i sensi. Oh, amara fine!. Loro non se ne accorgerano mai. Nè lo sapranno. Nè sentiranno la mancanza. E ttto è vecchio e vecchio tutto triste e vecchio tutto triste e stanco.
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millericcioli
Wrote Jul 16, 2008, 20:13
osservai la pioggia... e mi misi a pensare al poeta francese Paul Verlaine, a una sua poesia famosa sulla pioggia che cade su una città. Quando piove, dice la poesia, il cuore piange.
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fran_ces
Wrote Mar 23, 2015, 16:39
Finnegan's Wake
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