Many years ago, when I was a very young reporter, I was struck by a phrase from an elderly editor of what would become my newspaper, L’Arena of Verona. One day the journalist said, with gray hair and a shirt held up by two suspenders over bottle-green corduroy pants: “If something that happened isn’t written … Leggi tutto

Many years ago, when I was a very young reporter, I was struck by a phrase from an elderly editor of what would become my newspaper, L’Arena of Verona. One day the journalist said, with gray hair and a shirt held up by two suspenders over bottle-green corduroy pants: “If something that happened isn’t written … Leggi tutto

Many years ago, when I was a very young reporter, I was struck by a phrase from an elderly editor of what would become my newspaper, L’Arena of Verona. One day the journalist said, with gray hair and a shirt held up by two suspenders over bottle-green corduroy pants: “If something that happened isn’t written … Leggi tutto

If an illusion lasts exactly 53 seconds, how do you handle the 54th second? How do you overcome the disappointment that comes from the fall of illusions? Anyone who has never played goalkeeper – in a soccer match – has never experienced the concept of being “wrong-footed.” As a kid – I who was and … Leggi tutto

Corrado is madly in love with Isabella. He declares his love to her in the Verona of the early Sixteenth Century, in a winter so cold it chills the bones. Isabella, however, gives no sign of reciprocating Corrado’s love. Yet she is more in love than Corrado and all of us can imagine. Before a … Leggi tutto