Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.
Her body was a prison, her mind was a prison. Her memories were a prison. The people she loved. She couldn't get away from the hurt of them. She could leave Eric, walk out of her apartment, walk forever if she liked, but she couldn't escape what really hurt. Tonight even the sky felt like a prison.
Denying the heaviness of the Italian crisis, during the news conference after the end of the G20 summit held in Cannes, 3-4 November 2011: The life in Italy is the life of a wealthy country, consumptions haven't diminished, it's hard to find seats on planes, our restaurants are full of people.