Love Isn’t Putting Chain On Someone Who

Journalism Is An Extraordinary And Terrible Privilege. Not By Chance, If You Are Aware Of It, Does It Consume You With A Hundred Feelings Of Inadequacy. Not By Chance, When I Find Myself Going Through An Event Or An Important Encounter, Does It Seize Me Like Anguish, A Fear Of Not Having Enough Eyes And Enough Ears And Enough Brains To Look And Listen And Understand Like A Worm Hidden In The Wood Of History.

This Islam Business Kidnapped Me.

I've Found What I Was Looking For, Child: What People Call Love Between A Man And A Woman Is A Season. And If, At Its Flowering, This Season Is A Feast Of Greenery, At Its Waning, It's Only A Heap Of Rotting Leaves.

[indira Gandhi] Answered Cautiously At First. Then She Opened Up Like A Flower And The Conversation Flowed Along Without Obstacles, In Mutual Sympathy.

The Increased Presence Of Muslims In Italy And In Europe Is Directly Proportional To Our Loss Of Freedom.