If We Want Everything To Remain As

Love. Of Course, Love. Flames For A Year, Ashes For Thirty.

If We Want Everything To Remain As It Is, It Will Be Necessary For Everything To Change.

Nowhere Has Truth Such A Short Life As In Sicily; A Fact Has Scarcely Happened Five Minutes Before Its Genuine Kernel Has Vanished, Been Camouflaged, Embellished, Disfigured, Squashed, Annihilated By Imagination And Self Interest; Shame, Fear, Generosity, Malice, Opportunism, Charity, All The Passions, Good As Well As Evil, Fling Themselves Onto The Fact And Tear It To Pieces; Very Soon It Has Vanished Altogether.

A House Of Which One Knew Every Room Wasn't Worth Living In.

If We Want Things To Stay As They Are, Things Will Have To Change.