“I always walk uneasily amidst the sea of faces. Their voices fade into an incoherent turmoil, joy here, aggravation there, mostly studied indifference. I know they live one step away from erupting into whatever torments them at 4 o’clock in the morning, into the fiend that worships at the altar of fear. But the abyss is mine, and I have freely chosen the path of trials. I fear them not”
Flavio's notes & aphorisms