A moving book that affirms that, despite everything, we can grow even when everything around us conspires to prevent it. The wounds that remain open force us to return to our origins. These returns are painful, but necessary to close the circle between the present and the past, to measure the distance between what we were and what we have achieved through effort.” — La Stampa
“With There Was a Time for Such a Word, Gianni Solla has written a very subtle, quiet story about friendships forged in times of inhumanity.” — Nürnberger Nachrichten
“This novel shows that you can escape from a place, and perhaps from yourself, but sooner or later life asks you to return, giving you back so much beauty!” — L’Osservatore Romano
“A story about those first times in everyone's life.” — Mangialibri
“An impressive book.” — Westfälische Rundschau