When violence becomes a show, something is going wrong in our perception of life and sense. No kind of violence -physical, verbal, psychological, economical- should be admitted in a nation where the spirit of freedom has lead to one of the most beautiful Constitution in the world. No kind of violence should be admitted as the rule of any human relationship. No violence should consent one … Continua a leggere No Violence at All

There is a room in my mind, one I suppose each person has, although different from one to the other, it is the room of memory. None can enter this room, however many the people it contains. It is a private room, the one where you close your perception of the life you have lived and of the people you have met. It is not a … Continua a leggere The Room of Memory

There is a tale no one has whispered yet into my heart, it is the tale of a freedom which does not divide the rich from the poor, the white from the black, a religion from another. It is a tale where each person can be whom it is without fear of being attacked and without any necessity to attack. It is a tale where … Continua a leggere There Is a Tale

There are plenty of undertones in colors, none of them less important than the other, none of them less essential. Each of them, indeed, represents a different possibility for the same color to represent itself and to underline its meaning. Imagine a sunset without its undertones. It would not be so fascinating and moving as it appears to our eyes in the evenings if we … Continua a leggere Undertones

I’ve got my degree in Foreign Languages and Literatures many years ago, I have always loved the languages and the cultures which I approached by speaking with my American friends and by reading many books both in English and in my homeland language. I have a passion for languages, because since I was a child I realized that a language is not a simple composition … Continua a leggere Words

The policy of insults does not pay and does not work because it is the only way people without any idea have to try to be seen. This is a general rule. When insults are directed against the women in order to discredit their reputation owing to the incessant envy some stupid men feel, these are even more ridiculous and there is no reason why … Continua a leggere No Insults

Like a dragon I fly, mysterious and horrible as it can appear, strong an protective as only a few can realize. I think back to my simple games as a child and I still smile. I think of my rag fawn (of course Bambi) forced to become the dragon hero of the adventures I built with my dolls and that I dreamed, one day, of … Continua a leggere Like a Dragon I Fly

There is a music inside that starts when we are born and maybe continues to sing after we have died in the memory of those who knew how delightful and precious that music was for us. Never stop playing the music of your heart. It starts when you are born in the first beat when you are still in your mother’s womb, then it takes … Continua a leggere Never Stop Playing the Music of Your Heart

So long the road to the stars, so difficult its path to walk, so solitary the walk to your achievement. Yet, never stop walking it. Roads are common metaphors of life, it is easy to describe the walking through your time as a long or short path along the which you can meet or abandon people, love or hate your choices, feel to be oppressed … Continua a leggere So Long the Road

I cannot but be happy because an aspiring dictator as been defeated and reduced to his own shame. Yet, what I fear is the spirit of the people who have given their consent to such a figure and I am also afraid of the indifferent silence of those who allowed him to govern over their intelligence. This is the reason why I affirm that although … Continua a leggere We Are the Danger