I believe in capitalism. I need to make a profit but I would like to do it with ethics dignity morals. Its my dream Brunello Cucinelli
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Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry cannot have much respect for himself or for anything else William Hazlitt
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My mother is a great artist but she always treated her paintings like minor postcards. Had she pursued it she would have been a great artist. Instead she looked down on her art
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