No Cause Justifies The Deaths Of Innocent

The Soul Of A Murderer Is Blind

Working Conditions For Me Have Always Been Those Of The Monastic Life: Solitude And Frugality. Except For Frugality, They Are Contrary To My Nature, So Much So That Work Is A Violence I Do To Myself.

I Am Alive Again, Now That I Can No Longer Stand To Live.

In Italian Museums Are Sometimes Found Little Painted Screens That The Priest Used To Hold In Front Of The Face Of Condemned Men To Hide The Scaffold From Them.

The Need To Be Right Is The Sign Of A Vulgar Mind.