It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

[Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities, 1859]

Era il tempo migliore e il tempo peggiore, la stagione della saggezza e la stagione della follia, l’epoca della fede e l’epoca dell’incredulità; il periodo della luce, e il periodo delle tenebre, la primavera della speranza e l’inverno della disperazione. Avevamo tutto dinanzi a noi, non avevamo nulla dinanzi a noi; eravamo tutti diretti al cielo, eravamo tutti diretti a quell’altra parte – a farla breve, gli anni erano così simili ai nostri, che alcuni che li conoscevano profondamente sostenevano che, in bene o in male, se ne potesse parlare soltanto al superlativo.

[Trad. di Silvio Spaventa Filippi]