“Well, if you want to take away from me the possibility of representing the torment of my spirit which never gives me peace, you will be suppressing me: that's all. Every true man, sir, who is a little above the level of the beasts and plants does not live for the sake of living, without knowing how to live; but he lives so as to give a meaning and a value of his own to life.” – Luigi Pirandello: Six Characters in Search of an Author, 1921.
“'When he bent down over her gloomily to ask her exactly what had happened, she repelled him with both arms. And clenching her teeth, she sadistically flung the confession of her betrayal into his face. Huddling as she opened her hands, she said with a convulsive, malicious smile: ‘In the dream!...In the dream!...’”: Luigi Pirandello: Tales of Madness: The Reality of the Dream, transl. by Giovanni R. Bussino, Dante Univ. of America, pgs. 96-97, 1984.
“He received us most cordially, speaking with a marked Neapolitan accent; then he begged his secretary to continue to show us the various mementos that filled the room, attesting his loyalty to the Bourbon dynasty. At the end we were standing in front of a little square frame covered by a green cloth with the gold-embroidered legend: I do not hide; I protect. Lift me and read. The Marchese asked Papiano to remove the object from the wall and bring it to him. Beneath the cloth there wasn’t a picture, but instead, framed under glass, a letter from the Royal Minister Pietro Ulloa who, in 1860, that is to say during the death throes of the realm, invited the Marchese Giglio D’Auletta to be a member of the Cabinet which was never to be formed. Along with this invitation there was a draft of the Marchese’s letter of acceptance: a proud letter that castigated those who refused to accept the responsibility of power in this moment of supreme danger and anxiety with the enemy, the bandit Garibaldi, almost at the gates of Naples.” – Luigi Pirandello: The Late Mattia Pascal, transl. by Wm. Weaver, pg. 203, NY Review Books, 2005.
"A man will die, a writer, the instrument of creation: but what he has created will never die! And to be able to live forever you don't need to have extraordinary gifts or be able to do miracles. Who was Sancho Panza? Who was Prospero? But they will live forever because - living seeds - they had the luck to find a fruitful soil, an imagination which knew how to grow them and feed them, so that they will live forever." – Luigi Pirandello: Six Characters in Search of an Author, 1921.