"This is the cat with boots, this is the peace of Barcelona
between Charles V and Clement VII, it’s the locomotive, it’s the peach
in bloom, it’s the seahorse: but if you turn the page, Alessandro,
you see the money:
these are the satellites of Jupiter, this is the highway
of the Sun, it’s the checkered board, it’s the first volume of the Poetae
Latini Aevi Carolini, they are the shoes, they are the lies, it’s the School of Athens, it’s the butter,
it’s a postcard that I received today from Finland, it’s the masseter muscle,
it’s the meal: but if you turn the page, Alessandro, you see
the money:
and this is the money,
and these are the generals with their machine guns, and they are the cemeteries
with their graves, and they are the savings banks with their safes,
and they are the history books with their stories:

but if you turn the page, Alessandro, you see nothing:"

Edoardo Sanguineti