Children… They are all the same, but we have divided and buried them in the abyss of our egoism and discontent. Those children who have become the weapons of our self-performing hate, those children whom we have deprived of their innocence, those children whose names will be soon forgotten by the most, those children cry tears they shouldn’t cry: the tears of our ferocious and … Continua a leggere Children
Yes, of life they die! It is not a paradox, but an enigma to solve. The more people have the opportunity to live, the more they long for death. Of course, they don’t call it like this, but name it amusement; yet, there is nothing amusing in dying because you have lost the sense of living. This happens very frequently and it does in many different … Continua a leggere Of Life They Die
You are there, however you are there. Smaller or greater, you are there. More or less white, you are there. Clear or hidden by the clouds, you are there. You are there and never betray our expectations or the dreams of a different world where discovery and research could be an input to do better and to be better. You are there, however you are … Continua a leggere Moon
Yesterday, I had the possibility to speak with a very young woman, unmarried but with a baby and with visible violet bruises around her neck and her wrists. She was sad and the same bruises seemed to cover the light of her young eyes. She was taking care of my hair, for this reason we had plenty of time to spend together. She was deeply … Continua a leggere Don’t Climb Over That Wall: a Story, a Life, a Choice
It’s like that. The wind drags into its vortex both good and evil. Closed in our silence we cannot but listen and wait to understand who will rise up in its battle of sense. It’s like that. The sun heats and its light satisfies both who dream and who disappoint. Absorbed in the heat that tires we can only observe and seek a shelter to … Continua a leggere The Road of Time
They say I am a dreamer and probably it is not completely wrong because I dream of a world of peace built on purity and dignity. Purity and dignity, something many have forgotten and others even don’t know what they are. Yet, purity and dignity are not the fruit of a strange spiritualism or idealism, but the belief of those people who do not surrender … Continua a leggere A Dreamer
What is the sense of judging without you know? Many say: I don’t know anything of it, but I hate it. Is this the lesson we have learnt and the one we are teaching? Because, you know, if this is the teaching we received and that we are offering, there is something profoundly wrong both in our learning and in the teaching itself. Our common … Continua a leggere Think Before Speaking, Know Before Denigrating
We should always love, but sometimes we forget and sometimes it is too late. I don’t know if you do, but there are moments in my days when I look around myself as if I were outside my own life and started to see the useless emptiness of so many lives reduced to run after themselves while you are there only waiting for a smile … Continua a leggere Always Love
Ayn Rand’s writing is not a surprise for me. I like her way of writing so introspective and somewhat psychological, however this short novel has surprised me for two main the reasons. The first, the short novel version is accompanied by a version for the theatre which seems to be even more introspective than the short novel itself; the second, it is a story without … Continua a leggere Ayn Rand: Ideal
Naples is a very beautiful and contradictory city. It lives between life and death, the sea and the Vesuvius. It spreads its light in a touching inseparable mixture of tears of pain and joy together. It speaks many languages and many more to come because Naples welcomes. Whoever you are, Naples embraces you because its internal contradictions can never put in discussion the basic rule … Continua a leggere Universiadi: Naples Hugs the World
