Luigi Pirandello Quotes

I present myself to you in a form suitable to the relationship I wish to achieve with you.

Life is full of strange absurdities, which, strangely enough, do not even need to appear plausible, since they are true.

Whatever is a reality today, whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be - like the reality of yesterday - an illusion tomorrow.

All I'm saying is that you should show some respect for what other people see with their eyes and feel with their fingers, even though it be the exact opposite.

It is so.When YOU think so

If we have no other reality beyond the illusion, you too must not count overmuch on your reality as you feel it today, since, like that of yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.

In bed my real love has always been the sleep that rescued me by allowing me to dream.

My opinion is a view I hold until... well, until I find something that changes it.

If only we could see in advance all the harm that can come from the good we think we are doing.

Logic is one thing, the human animal another. You can quite easily propose a logical solution to something and at the same time hope in your heart of hearts it won't work out.

Nature uses human imagination to lift her work of creation to even higher levels.

One cannot choose what he writes - one can only choose to face it.

It is the hardest thing to close the open hand of someone you love.

We ride through life on the beast within us. Beat the animal, but you can't make it think.

We're like so many puppets hung on the wall, waiting for someone to come and move us or make us talk.

When you say you are in love with humanity, you are well satisfied with yourself.

Life is little more than a loan shark: It exacts a very high rate of interest for the few pleasures it concedes

There is someone who is living my life. And I know nothing about him.

Whoever has the luck to be born a character can laugh even at death. Because a character will never die! A man will die, a writer, the instrument of creation: but what he has created will never die!

Refusing to have an opinion is a way of having one, isn't it?

A fact is like a sack which won't stand up if it's empty. In order that it may stand up, one has to put into it the reason and sentiment which caused it to exist.

Pretending is a virtue. If you cant pretend, you can't be king.

Anyone can be heroic from time to time, but a gentleman is something you have to be all the time.

The secret of living is to find a pivot, the pivot of a concept on which you can make your stand.

When [man] is happy he takes his happiness as it comes and doesn't analyze it, just as if happiness were his right.

As soon as one is born, one starts dying.

Personally, I don't give a rap for documents; for the truth in my eyes is not in them but in the mind.

The more arms and legs [children] we have, the richer we are.

The man, the writer, the instrument of the creation will die, but his creation does not die.

None of us can estimate what we do when we do it from instinct.

Each of us, face to face with other men, is clothed with some sort of dignity, but we know only too well all the unspeakable things that go on in the heart.

Buffoons, buffoons! One can play any tune on them!

Women are like dreams, they are never the way you would like to have them.

When the characters are really alive before their author, the latter does nothing but follow them in their action, in their words, in the situations which they suggest to him.

The facts are to blame, my friend. We are all imprisoned by facts: I was born, I exist.

Six Characters in Search of an Author.

Woe to him who doesn't know how to wear his mask, be he king or pope!

It is much easier to be a hero than a gentleman.

Each of us when he appears before his fellows is clothed in a certain dignity. But every man knows what unconfessable things pass within the secrecy of his own heart.

The history of mankind is the history of ideas.

We think we understand each other, but we never really do.

Blind yourself, for I am blind.

I am an "unrealized" character, dramatically speaking.

Here is a piece of earth. If you stand staring at it and doing nothing, what does the earth yield? Nothing. Just like a woman.

Phantoms in general are nothing more than trifling disorders of the spirit; images we cannot contain within the bounds of sleep.

Not one of us can lie or pretend. We're all fixed in good faith in a certain concept of ourselves.

Because evil, my dear child, can be done to anyone and by everyone, but good can only be done to those who need it.

...and here, in this if I always lose myself.

Whatever is a reality today, whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be, like the reality of yesterday, an illusion tomorrow.

You don’t appreciate the fact that madmen are very lucky.