I always bless my children as my children, descendants, created for love, in love, never abandoned, never deprived of love, who live every moment for my love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .→ The world is not bigger than you.
Relative arguments