Quotes from Oriana Fallaci

myÅ›lÄ™, ?e to ludzie stworzyli Boga, a nie na odwrót. MyÅ›lÄ™, ?e ludzie wymyÅ›lili go z samotnoÅ›ci, bezsilnoÅ›ci, rozpaczy. Czyli po to, by da? odpowied? na zagadkÄ™ egzystencji, aby zÅ'agodzi? nierozwiÄ…zywalne pytania, które ?ycie rzuca nam w twarz... Kim jesteÅ›my, skÄ…d przybywamy, dokÄ…d idziemy.

Sai la stessa paura che si prova all'inizio di un amore, quando l'intuito ci annuncia le sofferenze che esso ci costerà, e la prudenza ci induce a girarvi intorno senza accostarcisi troppo, ma è un girarvi a spirale, più vicino sempre più vicino, e sai bene che finirai per cadervi dentro: a pagare ogni istante di gioia con mille dolori.

In fondo, per certa gente, la vera colpa di un uomo e di una donna consiste nell'amarsi in un letto

You belong neither to God nor the state nor me. You belong to yourself and no one else.

To be good or bad doesn't count: life out in this world doesn't depend on that. It depends on a relation of forces based on violence. And survival is violence. You'll wear leather shoes because someone has killed a cow and skinned it to make leather.

La vita é una tale fatica, bambino. E una guerra che si ripete ogni giorno, e i suoi momenti di gioia sono parentesi brevi che si pagano un prezzo crudele.

Instead of learned young people we have donkeys with University degrees. Instead of future leaders we have mollusks with expensive blue jeans and phony revolutionaries with ski masks. And do you know what? Maybe this is another reason why our Moslem invaders have such an easy game.

È la vita. A volte credi che due occhi ti guardino e invece non ti vedono neanche. A volte credi d'aver trovato qualcuno che cercavi e invece non hai trovato nessuno. Succede. E se non succede è un miracolo. Ma i miracoli non durano mai

I've found what I was looking for, Child: what people call love between a man and a woman is a season. And if, at its flowering, this season is a feast of greenery, at its waning, it's only a heap of rotting leaves.

Objectivity does not exist. The word is a hypocrisy which is sustained by the lie that the truth stays in the middle. No, sir: Sometimes truth stays on one side only.

One day you and I will have to have a little talk about this business called love. I still don't understand what it's all about. My guess is that it's just a gigantic hoax, invented to keep people quiet and diverted. Everyone talks about love: the priests, the advertising posters, the literati, and the politicians, those of them who make love. And in speaking of love and offering it as a panacea for every tragedy, they would and betray and kill both body and soul.

Lottate, ragionate col vostro cervello, ricordate che ciascuno è qualcuno, un individuo prezioso, responsabile, artefice di se stesso, difendetelo il vostro io, nocciolo di ogni libertà, la libertà è un dovere, prima che un diritto è un dovere.

What's the point anyway — Of suffering, dying? It teaches us to live, boy. A man who does not struggle does not live, he survives.

Life is such an effort, Child. It's a war that is renewed each day, and its moments of joy are brief parentheses for which you pay a cruel price.

No matter what system you live under, there is no escaping the law that it's always the strongest, the cruellest, the least generous who win.

Niente ferisce, avvelena, ammala, quanto la delusione. Perché la delusione è un dolore che deriva sempre da una speranza svanita, una sconfitta che nasce sempre da una fiducia tradita cioè dal voltafaccia di qualcuno o qualcosa in cui credevamo

Love isn't putting chain on someone who wants to struggle and is ready to die for it, love is letting him die in the way he's chosen.

A lot of women ask themselves why they should bring a child into the world? So that it will be hungry, so that it will be cold, so that it will be betrayed and humiliated, so that it will be slaughtered by war or disease? They reject the hope that its hunger will be satisfied, its cold warmed, that loyalty and respect will accompany it through life, that it will be a devote a life to the effort to eliminate war and disease.

I know ours is a world made by men for men, their dictatorship is so ancient it even extends to language.

If a man is a man and not a sheep in the flock, he has a survival instinct in him that leads him to fight even if he realizes he's fighting in vain, even if he knows he will lose..