E’ cieco chi guarda solo con gli occhi
Proverbio africano

I am not defined by my scars but by the incredible ability to heal
Lemn Sissay

The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love, having no geography, knows no boundaries
Truman Capote

The truth has become an insult
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie – “Half of a yellow sun”

Sono un uomo con una disabilità evidente in mezzo a tanti uomini con disabilità che non si vedono
Ezio Bosso

I am Jewish, but Beethoven is my religion
Alice Herz-­Sommer

“… almeno non ti avessi incontrato
io che qui sto morendo e tu che mangi il gelato ”
Lucio Dalla

“How can I learn to play bass, Joe?”
“Got one?”
“Turn on the radio and start right playing with it”
That’s how I started
Charles Mingus

Our lives are Swiss—
So still—so Cool—
Till some odd afternoon
The Alps neglect their Curtains
And we look farther on!
Italy stands the other side!
While like a guard between—
The solemn Alps—
The siren Alps
Forever intervene!
Emily Dickinson

Quando eu morrer, não quero choro nem vela
Quero uma fita amarela gravada com o nome dela
Se existe alma, se há outra encarnação
Eu queria que a mulata sapateasse no meu caixão
Noel Rosa

Car Je est un autre
Arthur Rimbaud

Vi auguro di poter essere disubbidienti ogni qual volta si ricevono ordini che umiliano la nostra coscienza
Mimmo Lucano

Every sort of contradiction can be found in me, depending upon some twist or attribute: timid, insolent, chaste, lecherous, talkative, taciturn, tough, sickly, clever, dull, brooding, affable, lying, truthful, learned, ignorant, generous, miserly and then prodigal. I can see something of all that in myself, depending on how I gyrate; and anyone who studies himself attentively finds in himself and in his very judgment this whirring about and this discordancy. There is nothing I can say about myself as a whole simply and completely, without intermingling and admixture
Michel de Montaigne

I cannot abide when things are not fair and don’t respect the dignity and worth of everyone
Mary Robinson

Love, and that love will be returned, trust in the righteous path and it will lead you to deliverance, fight and things will change
Colson Whitehead – “The Nickel Boys”

Un paese ci vuole, non fosse che per il gusto di andarsene via. Un paese vuol dire non essere soli, sapere che nella gente, nelle piante, nella terra c’è qualcosa di tuo, che anche quando non ci sei resta ad aspettarti
Cesare Pavese

A cada dia que vivo, mais me convenço de que o desperdício da vida está no amor que não damos,
nas forças que não usamos, na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca, e que,
esquivando-se do sofrimento, perdemos também a felicidade
Carlos Drummond de Andrade

We must believe in our souls that we are somebody, that we are significant, that we are worthful, and we must walk the streets of life every day with this sense of dignity and this sense of somebody-ness
Martin Luther King