Noon: a lantern write with its language of shadows in the wall: it wants to compete with the young men of the night before.
I don’t see many news, I think there is an obsession with the bad ones and so few of the good ones, because there is goodness in the world too. I think in the people of Brussels and Istanbul.
I have chosen to don’t forget, as it happened to me when child, that there are also solidarity and support even in war; that always we will find a way to be happy, doesn’t matter what people, who needs help for his behaviour, try to do to dirt the heart, it’s just in our nature to pay with compassion to ourselves. That’s what we do in my years as children and we got to survive in a better world. I trust that is going to happen there in the far and dear Europe.