Politicians do nothing but ask of us, during every expiration of a legal statute, “a gesture of trust.” But here trust is not enough; what’s needed is an act of faith.

Cynics are all moralists, and merciless too.

The nice thing about political pundits is that, when they answer a question, one no longer understands what they were asked.

I know many crooks and they never preach, but I don’t know anyone who preaches that isn’t a crook also.

Which ever one of you will want to become a journalist, let him remember to choose his own master: the reader.

Pertini has interpreted as their best the worst about Italians.

Depression is a democratic sickness: it afflicts everyone.

It isn’t necessary to be socialists in order to love Pertini. Whatever he says or does, smells of cleanliness, of loyalty and of sincerity.

The love of power excludes all others.

Also we Italians have something to Elvis Presley: to offer one of the rare occasions when we prefer to be Italian rather than American.