Life is lived, not just crossed, for this it must not be wasted or burned, for this it must be lived in harmony with other living beings who, like us, are looking for a meaning to give to their existence. Sometimes, especially in these days, I happen to try to abstract myself, to consider myself as external to the life that surrounds me. Do you … Continua a leggere Stay at Home

It’s not the time to lose your time, however difficult it could be you are not wasting it. It is a time where every rhythm has changed, every ordinary action has inverted its direction, every common word has acquired a new meaning. For this reason this time, our time and the time of everybody, needs to be seen under a new light. I do not … Continua a leggere It’s Not the Time

Today I want to tell you about a flower, a flower never given, a flower that withers in the bitter tears of one’s surprise and upset everyday life. It is the flower not placed on the grave of the loved ones, torn from our nest with the hope of a return and then, unfortunately, placed in a pit or burned in a fireplace, finally freed … Continua a leggere A Not Given Flower

Today, at dawn, there is melancholy. Even the birds seem tired of singing and the sky appears to be free from the flight of the seagulls. The streets are empty, as it is convenient, and there is no noise in our sleeping houses. The moon is hiding, perhaps offended by the silence of the day; ” Mine is the silence!” it says, “Silence is mine!” … Continua a leggere Melancholy

My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety. William Wordsworth (1770-1850), The … Continua a leggere No Day Is the Same

There is a way of dealing with reality which is called responsibility and which means staying clear and aware of your choices in everyday life. Continuous choices that invite you to pay attention to many small details that we had forgotten, choices that do not concern only ourselves, but all the others starting with those who are close to us up to those whose face … Continua a leggere Being Responsible

And in this silence it is more beautiful to listen to the chirping of the birds, to observe the sky that seems brighter, to look at your family with even greater affection and to rediscover of yourself and your house its forgotten beauty. It is a sacrifice, of course, to feel as if you were embalmed, but rigidity can be dissolved by exchanging one more … Continua a leggere Smile Without a Reason Why

I understand and approve, even though it makes me suffer, the cancellation of events (book presentations and much more) that is currently upsetting our daily lives. I approve because I believe it is responsible. I think, however, that it is also responsible to create a circle of concrete solidarity around all those bookshops, especially small, those publishing houses, especially small, those writers, especially small, who, … Continua a leggere A chain of Concrete Cultural Solidarity

A trouble shared is a trouble halved if our feeling of responsibility shows to be stronger than our need to exhibit that superstitious arrogance which wants us to believe we are all in the same boat. Coronavirus is doing its work, we are not responsible of its existence, yet we are of its diffusion if to not share a responsible behavior. No panic, is and remains … Continua a leggere A Trouble Shared is a Trouble Halved If…