Sometimes we look for smiles that do not exist, but it is only because we would like the fakes and the braggart to come to their senses and recover the dimension of a possible authenticity.I often think, during my time of resistance and pondering, to the many lies that I have heard, but, above all, to the many liars who have dared to imagine them.It … Continua a leggere True Confidence
I have almost completed my new book, I feel my soul vibrate as if it were pulled from one side to the other by an invisible and resistant thread.As I write, in fact, my new testimony (writing is witnessing, in fact), the emotion of fragility upsets my heart and I wonder how it was possible to have lived this narrative that seems and really is … Continua a leggere The Strength of Writing Life
Writing in the morning is not a ritual, but a good day in hindsight that remains. Every time I take the pen between my fingers I ask myself: “What will I leave of myself?”The mind, in fact, never goes on vacation and perhaps never should at a time when becoming disaffected seems to have become the instrument of a pseudo-freedom. You feel free if you … Continua a leggere The Good
There are struggles that you can only lead alone. The other can give you all his love for you, and this love and his support is essential for you, but that fight is yours and it is on your shoulders that you have to bear the burden. The other accompanies you and leans on you warmly, but it is on your legs that you have … Continua a leggere It’s Your Struggle
Restlessness. The word of the day is restlessness, but although the sensation that derives from it can create discomfort, it is not necessarily a bad thing, quite the contrary.When are you restless? When something is wrong (due to your own responsibility or that of others); when you are anxious about some situation you live or have to face; when you are not satisfied with yourself … Continua a leggere Restlessness
In books I look for the words that I don’t know how to say and the life that marks the way. In books I travel a thousand lives and listen to unheard voices. In books I walk through my silence and draw a life that becomes a song. Books are my wings to fly. Nei libri cerco le parole che non so dire e la … Continua a leggere Books, My Wings to Fly
We are infinitely small in the immensity of creation and this is precisely the richness of the feeling of being and actually being part of a whole.I think back to the lyric “La ginestra” by G. Leopardi, or even to the fatalism of T. Hardy in his novel “Tess of the d’Ubervilles”. Both reveal the littleness of men with respect to the will of creation, … Continua a leggere Each Man’s Fate
Where does silence begin and where does it end? How much space is there in silence? Fragility doesn’t scare me, why should it? It is an essential part of the human being, it is that part of oneself that makes one more real and true.There is a thought that stirs in me and that agitates me: which dimension today I want to make room for … Continua a leggere Beyond the Abyss
“Beowulf” (Bompiani, 2019) di J.R.R. Tolkien non è solo una traduzione accurata dall’Old English del più importante poema epico della tradizione anglosassone (e già questo sarebbe più che degno di nota per la difficoltà dell’impresa), ma è uno studio onesto e appassionato di una lingua, l’anglosassone, appunto, mettendone in rilievo la poetica e la capacità descrittiva intrinseca a ciascuna parola che splende di una sacralità … Continua a leggere J.R.R Tolkien: Beowulf
There is a mechanism in my being that leads me to smile even at what hurts me. It is not resignation or superficiality or challenge, it is only the need not to lose contact with myself, with what of myself matters the most.This is the commitment I make when I wake up every morning, and it is also what I think about in my long … Continua a leggere Is There a Soul?
Writing Is Testifying 