Because being in front of a fool you know what that means? being in front of one who shakes the foundations of everything you have built in you, around you, the logic, the logic of all your buildings!
Luigi Pirandello Enrico IV
You do not laugh? Are you offended yet? But no! Mica did not say to you, you know? – Suitable for all, you know? should all be mad some people believe, he has an excuse to keep them closed. Do you know why? Why do not you hear them speak resists. I say to those people who are gone? That is a whore, the other a dirty libertine, the other an impostor … . It is not true! Nobody can believe it! – But everybody is listening to me, frightened. Here, I would like to know why, if it is not true. – You can not just believe what I say crazy! – Yet, you are listening to it, eyes wide with fright. – Why? – Tell me, tell me, why? They are calm, you see?
No, dear … no, dear … Look me in the eye … – I’m not saying that’s true, do not worry! – Nothing is true! – But look into my eyes!
But you see it? you see it? Yourself! Have you, too, now, fright in her eyes! – Because I’m looking like crazy! – Here is proof! Here’s proof!
This, your dismay, because now, again, I’m looking like crazy! – Yet, by God, you know! Believe me you have believed until now that I’m crazy! – Is it true or not?
But you see it? I feel that it can also become terror codesto dismay, as something that makes you miss the ground beneath your feet and take away the air to breathe? Of course, gentlemen! Because being in front of a fool you know what that means? being in front of one who shakes the foundations of everything you have built in you, around you, the logic, the logic of all your buildings! – Oh! you want? Built without logic, lucky them, the fools! Or with their own logic and flies like a feather! Fickle! Fickle! Today and tomorrow so who knows how! – You will hold strong, and they do not take any more. Fickle! Fickle! – You say: “this can not be!” – And they can be everything. – But you say that is not true. And why? – Why not seem true to you, to you, to you,
and a hundred thousand others. Oh, my dear! We should rather see then what seems true to these hundred thousand others who are not such fools, and who give of their performance agreements, flowers of logic! I know that to me, boy, real moon appeared in the well. And how many things seemed to me true! And I believed all that I said the other, and I was blessed! Why trouble, trouble if you do not hold strong to what you believe it’s true today, what tomorrow will seem true, even if it’s the opposite of that which seemed true yesterday! Affondaste trouble if you like me to consider this horrible thing that really gets crazy: that if you are next to another, and look at the eyes – as I watched one day some eyes – can be included as a beggar before a door where will never come: those who enter, you’ll never be you, with your world inside, as you see it and touch it, but one unknown to you, like that other in his impenetrable world sees and touches you …
It is dark here.