Because the world to-day is so constructed that no one can do what he would like to do, and he is forced, instead, to do what others wish him to do. Because the question of money always intrudes—into what we do, into what we are, into what we wish to become, into our work, into our highest aspirations, even into our relations with the people we love!

The ratio of literacy to illiteracy is constant, but nowadays the illiterates can read and write.

And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating.

The less one notices happiness, the greater it is.

I like to compare my method with that of painters centuries ago, proceeding from layer to layer.

Dictatorships are one-way streets. Democracy boasts two-way traffic.

Loyalty, Signor Molteni, not love. Penelope is loyal to Ulysses but we do not know how far she loved him...and as you know people can sometimes be absolutely loyal without loving. In certain cases, in fact, loyalty is form of vengeance, of black-mail, of recovering one's self-respect. Loyalty, not love.