Is it worth it to be born if you cannot remember it later? And, technically speaking, had I ever been born? Other people, of course, said that I was. As far as I know, I was born in late April, at sixty years of age, in a hospital room.
Umberto EcoAbsence is to love as wind is to fire: it extinguishes the little flame, it fans the big.
Umberto EcoWhere else? I belong to a lost generation and am comfortable only in the company of others who are lost and lonely.
Umberto EcoThe real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.
Umberto Eco