Thought itself needs words. It runs on them like a long wire. And if it loses the habit of words, little by little it becomes shapeless, somber.
Ugo BettiThe spontaneity of slaps is sincerity, whereas the ceremonial of caresses is largely convention.
Ugo BettiA long association-prolonged human contact, when a man and woman live together-this ends up producing a sort of rot, a poison.
Ugo BettiAll of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact that every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.
Ugo Betti