“The anarchist Pinelli died, albeit in his own way, a natural death.” Challenging and intense book. The reading provides a strong knowledge of the history of Italy after World War II and the years of violent protest. A total immersion in the political, economic and social fractures that put the Italian state entity to a severe test. The initial preface helps the reader to orient himself in a world very distant from today, up to...
“Perhaps the loneliness he enjoyed was wearing him out more than he himself wanted to admit.” The book was a surprise. We approached reading, and we are not afraid to say it, full of prejudices, thinking of yet another children’s book full of clichés, to be digested reluctantly, instead it turned out to be an explosion of opportunities and reflections. When it is said that prejudices must be overcome to open the mind… The simple...
“The houses are full of garbage, the streets are all secondary, all shortcuts that lead nowhere.” An ideal follow up of what was the first bestseller of Marcello D’Orta himself, the book takes up many of the issues and questions left open. The book is nice, you can read it in an afternoon, but it’s not as simple as it might seem; with a style of old times it helps to reflect on important issues,...
“We have to ask ourselves what we are willing to give up, which paths we are willing to cross.” Tabita is a seventeen-year-old girl from Novara who, during the last summer before graduation decides, driven (like all teenagers) by the need to find her way in the world, to permanently get away from the old group of friends and her boyfriend. A not painless passage towards maturity, to discover herself and the world around her....
“It is football that tells the history and it is the history that tells football.” Do you know when you’re lost in a bookstore, looking for a gift for a teenager, and you have a doubt about what to choose? This book could save you. Witty and engaging enough, Marco Cattaneo’s text turned out to be a pleasant surprise; and if to say it is a person who does not like the football, then it...
“Patagonia is too far from simple desires, and distances hurt only when they are associated with memories.” Airports have the characteristic of being the busiest places in the world. Silent remote cathedrals as crowded as full of dispersed solitude, in which it is normal to feel alone. This is also what happens to the author of the book, during a trip from Europe to his Latin America. Invaded by the passing boredom of being boarded...
“Every game I play is one game less than I have left. I’ve always known this.” Autobiography, in the style of the book-interview, on one of the last romantic heroes of Italian sport. An athlete covered with an aura of melancholy, capable of making even those who have no interest in football fall in love with him. Because Roberto Baggio was this: the impossible that became reality, the homey smell of Sunday afternoon, a ball...
“The day turned, as always, to beauty.” If we recommend reading the book? In BooktoMi’s philosophy we recommend reading all the books, because maybe what we didn’t like could be enjoyed by another reader. Shades, colors and smells that we have only partially grasped, or that we have found repetitive, or not exciting, for others, could represent the cultural pick needed to get in touch with the world of books, or with the creative intimacy...
“Because the intermittences of the heart are linked to the disturbances of memory.” Les intermittences du cœur is the beating heart of the search for lost time, a short chapter, in its own right, positioned right in the middle of the imposing and daring literary construction of the entire work, the essential keystone for understanding Proustian thought in depth. It is not a coincidence that Proust initially entrusted this title to the entire work. It was...
“You should do as if the year ends every day. As if it ran out every hour. Every minutes. Every minute you should think that the year is about to end.” Uto Drodemberg. The name alone is enough to draw the charm of the protagonist of the book. An angular character, perhaps partly childish in some attitudes, but of which it is really difficult not to fall in love with the first pages already. Ironic,...
