Today I live on an island, in a house that is sad, hard, severe, that I built for myself, solitary on a sheer rock over the sea: a house that is the spectre, the secret image of prison. The image… — Curzio Malaparte Copy Share Image
“The price of freedom is high — far higher than that of slavery. And it is not paid in gold, nor in blood, nor… — Curzio Malaparte Copy Share Image
Today I live on an island, in a house that is sad, hard, severe, that I built for myself, solitary on a sheer rock… — Curzio Malaparte Copy Share Image
“It falls to the lot of even the most glorious flags to be thrown in the mud. Glory, what men call glory, is often… — Curzio Malaparte Copy Share Image
