In the excavation has turned out a large tome. Heavy . Careful documentation and glimpse into the black consciousness. It is a work of art coated with the national colors and the local ones, from which to draw nourishment, inspiration and motivation, which render words and celebrate lives forever. From memory, it contains, we draw strength and passion and because of our spirit, it remains alive. How much time is left? Already pales's sense of belonging and away the ideal of freedom, concepts which are under were affixed, with the blood, the signatures of many brave men, many courageous citizens. I opened it and it opens up a broad view of life events and indomitable patriots. The theory is thought, the concept is turned into action, the action is fervor and revolution and awareness. Carlo Rosselli: our country borders and it is not about guns, but it coincides with our moral world and the home of all free men . Symbols in which recognize the natural alternation of passions and disappointments equally hot. is not the country that dreamed ... which is my disappointment that of others, among many struggling to reach and occupy the coveted chair. In the midst of decay and degeneration of the parties, to the devaluation of ideals, such as memory, how much cowardice, that disenchantment? In 1961 Pasolini: my country has returned to the starting point in the application of impiety, is dead time of our lives in a world that was intended to humiliate moral light and strength. It is not clear the history. It is not always bright ... yet we pay attention to what the future will not come close to that brigade with intellectual rigor, we assume that everyone is responsible for the mind and open borders and we can return to dream again the country.
We can not distaccarci dal bene e dal male della nostra Patria, né dalle sue vittorie né dalle sue sconfitte - Scritti e discorsi politici, Benedetto Croce.
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