True learning must not be content with ideas, which are, in fact, signs, but must discover things in their individual truth.

True learning must not be content with ideas, which are, in fact, signs, but must discover things in their individual truth.

Umberto Eco

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.

Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.

Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.

Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.

Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.

Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn

The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.

The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.

Writing doesn't mean necessarily putting words on a sheet of paper. You can write a chapter while walking or eating.

Writing doesn't mean necessarily putting words on a sheet of paper. You can write a chapter while walking or eating.

The only truth lies in learning to free ourselves from insane passion for the truth.

The only truth lies in learning to free ourselves from insane passion for the truth.

What does culture want? To make infinity comprehensible.

What does culture want? To make infinity comprehensible.

Beauty is boring because it is predictable.

Beauty is boring because it is predictable.

A dream is a scripture, and many scriptures are nothing but dreams.

A dream is a scripture, and many scriptures are nothing but dreams.

Translation is the art of failure.

Translation is the art of failure.

Books always speak of other books.

Books always speak of other books.

We live for books. A sweet mission in this world dominated by disorder and decay.

We live for books. A sweet mission in this world dominated by disorder and decay.

I have lost the freedom of not having an opinion.

I have lost the freedom of not having an opinion.