I was a perfect housewife. Being a mother has always been the job I liked best. Absolutely.

I think I'm cold, indeed icy, hard. Then there's another reason, one that goes with my frankness: I don't put on act.

I want to succeed. And I want to succeed in the best way possible, without caring whether people call my actions leftist or rightist.

The immediate is often the enemy of the ultimate.

If I'm happy, I look happy; if I'm angry, I show it. Without worrying about how others may react.

I grew up like a boy, also because most of the children who came to our house were boys.

I had many dolls. And you know how I played with them? By performing insurrections, assemblies, scenes of arrest. My dolls were almost never babies to be nursed but men and women who attacked barracks and ended up in prison.