excerpt from "Misterioso" (1990)
by Centolella
The more people I know and the more I know
people
the more frightening they become. Everyone
has been damaged to near extinction. Everyone
has loved inordinately those they should not
have loved
except in the most disembodied spirit of
good will.
And everyone has been loved at some time or
another
by the wrong people, or for the wrong
reasons, or for reasons
that at the time seemed suspect,
insubstantial.
And who hasn't been at the mercy of
circumstance:
born under a bad sign, born with bad genes,
or just born,
period. Timing is everything and some
will never be
the right person in the right place at the
right time,
no matter how hard or long they try. Period.