Depth is never without commitment and responsibility, but it has the charm of beauty. La profondità non è mai senza impegno e responsabilità, ma ha il fascino della bellezza. Continua a leggere Deepness
I love writing, yes, I do.Writing is my beginning and my end.It is my instrument to give life a meaning and to put images in words while words become images.Writing is my will and my testament, it is the rule I give myself and the route I sail to my destination.Writing is the Sun and the Moon, the sky and the ocean, the land and … Continua a leggere I love Writing
Our life is nothing but an adventure whose boundaries are unknown, yet along its path we must give our best to make ourselves worthy of its gift. La nostra vita non è che un’avventura di cui non si conoscono i confini, ma nel cui percorso bisogna dare il meglio di sé stessi per rendersi degni del suo dono. Continua a leggere The Adventure of Life
In all these months I have often narrated the conditions and emotions of an ordinary person, such as I, who, thanks to the use of the written word, had the opportunity to look at his own pain in the face and not be afraid of it, but do it, indeed, awareness of the beauty of fragility and patient and tenacious courage of resistance even in … Continua a leggere There Are No Signs
We need to understand how deep the sea is, the ocean of discontent that sinks the meaning and represses the breath of human freedom.There is a need to understand what is dragged into those rotten and innocent hearts that oppress the life and the word of the innocent.There is a need to understand how far one is really capable of pushing himself and in which … Continua a leggere How Deep Is the Sea?
I wish I could becaress that consolesand that in silencemild smiles. Vorrei poter esserecarezza che consolae che in silenziomite sorride. Continua a leggere I’d Love to Be
In the world of fairy tales, everything is possible.Animals speak, people can travel miles in one step, evil can be defeated, smiles can return to the face of the innocent. All this magic is closed between the pages of a book.When I was little, my mother and uncles read me many fairy tales, I remember it as if it were time, a crescendo of words … Continua a leggere Words
Sometimes we ask too much of ourselves as if our form of resistance could change into a kind of omnipotence. The truth, however, is that we are wrong.The resistance to which I entrust myself has an intrinsic limitation in the fact of being “resistance”, since in resisting always something of oneself is lost. You cannot hold back everything, remain the same, even if sometimes it … Continua a leggere I’m Tired of Everything But of Freedom
Man’s conscience, man’s spirit, should lead to saving lives not annihilating them.Human intelligence should be used to support scientific research for good and not for abject purposes. The heart of man should beat faster so that every resource, every energy, is addressed to the safeguard of men all over the world as well as to the preservation of every corner of creation in the same … Continua a leggere Where Is Your Conscience?
Time passes, time transforms, but the heart does not change.In recent months I have faced the continuous discarding of my body, its changes, the tiredness of the muscles and joints, the face that changes and undresses, but I have not given up.I discovered that, while my body was changing not without spasms, my heart also found for the body the determination to find the hidden … Continua a leggere Red Like Heart