If It Were Possible To

It Is Not That The Child Lives In A World Of Imagination, But That The Child Within Us Survives And Starts Into Life Only At Rare Moments Of Recollection, Which Makes Us Believe, And It Is Not True, That, As Children, We Were Imaginative?

The Art Of Living Is The Art Of Knowing How To Believe Lies.

What Is To Come Will Emerge Only After Long Suffering, Long Silence.

We Must Never Say, Even In Fun, That We Are Disheartened, Because Someone Might Take Us At Our Word.

Verrà La Morte E Avrà I Tuoi Occhi. (death Will Come And It Will Have Your Eyes.)