Lorenzo & his humble friends

The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool

A matter of targets

A few days ago I was having a conversation with Fabio. My point was, essentially, that we should never limit ourselves because we think we are not capable of something.

This, of course, is a rather banal argument and not particularly original in any way. But it is worth being remembered from time to time, as I often feel that some of my acquaintances renounce to pursue what they would love to do as they do not dare to take the first step for a change in their life. Inertia is a very dangerous thing. There are, of course, many other friends who dared to do exactly what they wanted to do: Andrew, who took off to live in Egypt; Tommaso, who’s pursuing his career in London; Stefano, who left everyone to go and live in Austin; Giovanni, who stayed in Trento to follow his passions; and many others. Anyway!

In the course of my conversation I was trying to remember a quote from the last book I read, Henry Thoreau’s Walden. I usually do not like quotes: taken out of their context their original complexity is diluted, if not distorted. But this one is particularly good. I was able to find it and it goes like this: “In the long run, men hit only what they aim at. Therefore, they’d better aim at something high.

Revolt, red, and nudity

A survey appeared on the Nouvel Observateur of October 1993. It reported the results from an opinion poll conducted among twelve hundred people describing themselves as on the left. They had been sent a list of two hundred ten words and had been asked to underline the ones they found attractive. A few years earlier the same poll had been taken, producing eighteen words on which left-wingers agreed; but in 1993 the words that touched the heart of the left-wingers were down to three, and they were: revolt, red, and nudity.