I'm Not Talking So Much About Sex

A Mother Has To Think Twice, Once For Herself And Once For Her Child.

For Me, It Is Good To Be Vulnerable. It Makes Me Nice... Weak Sometimes, But In A Good Way, Not A Tragic Way.

Though Poor And Anxious To Work, I Refused To Alter Anything. They Would Take Me As I Looked Or Not At All.... Eventually I Profited By Looking Like Myself And Not Like What Was Fashionable Years Ago With Certain Film Technicians In Rome.

I Believe That Rewards In Life Are Deserved. Every Reward Is The Fruit Of Discipline, Of Dedication And Of Sacrifices. And Of Stubbornness.

When I Was A Child, Fear Was Common To My Life - Fear Of Having Nothing To Eat, Fear Of The Other Children Taunting Me At School Because I Was Illegitimate, And Particularly Fear Of The Big Bombers Appearing Overhead And Dropping Their Lethal Bursts From The Sky.