The beauty of the universe consists not only of unity in variety, but also of variety in unity. - Umberto Eco

National identity is the last bastion of the dispossessed. But the meaning of identity is now based on hatred, on hatred for those who are not the same.

Le pregunté cómo se llamaba el gato y contestó que los gatos no se llaman porque no son cristianos como los perros

On sober reflection, I find few reasons for publishing my Italian version of an obscure, neo-Gothic French version of a seventeenth century Latin edition of a work written in Latin by a German Monk toward the end of the fourteenth century...First of all, what style should I employ?