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It Is Imperfection - Not Perfection - That Is The End Result Of The Program Written Into That Formidably Complex Engine That Is The Human Brain, And Of The Influences Exerted Upon Us By The Environment And Whoever Takes Care Of Us During The Long Years Of Our Physical, Psychological And Intellectual Development.

It's Not Enough What I Did In The Past - There Is Also The Future.

A Child From The Age Of 2 Or 3 Absorbs What Is In The Environment And What Generates Hatred For Anyone Perceived To Be Different.

If I Die Tomorrow Or In A Year, It Is The Same — It Is The Message You Leave Behind You That Counts.

I Should Thank Mussolini For Having Declared Me To Be Of An Inferior Race. This Led Me To The Joy Of Working, Not Any More Unfortunately, In University Institutes But In A Bedroom.