Roberto Cociancich Senator, Attorney, Globetrotter
SZA Studio Legale
Corso Italia, 13
Aromas, Blends, Taste (therefore Life ...) Why a web site
The life of each of us is an extraordinary mixture of encounters, discoveries, projects, commitments, paths found and others lost, victories and defeats.
I have always tried to be curious, to be open to change, determined to achieve goals but also to let myself be challenged in front of credible people.
I like to face life openly but I know that we are not completely masters of our destiny and that it is wise to accept that the days and seasons change not only the color of the hair but also the taste with which we accept challenges.
The pages of this site try to account for this mixture of experiences that is my life, the aromas that pervaded it, the taste that I tried to define thanks to them.
Even if these pages talk about me, they want above all to pay tribute to all those I met and who agreed to share a piece of their journey with me.
My cups of coffee ... what keeps me awake (and gives me the energy to live)
My commitment to politics
My scout life
Coffee must be hot like hell, black like the devil, pure like an angel and sweet like love.
Charles-Maurice di Talleyrand-Périgord
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When men share bread
they share their friendship.
Roberto Cociancich Senatore, Avvocato, Globetrotter
Abel and Cain met after Abel’s death. They walked in the desert and recognized each other from afar, because they were both very tall.
The brothers sat on the ground, built a fire and ate. They were silent, as tired people do when the day declines.
A few stars appeared in the sky, which had not yet received its name.
In the light of the flames, Cain noticed the mark of the stone on Abel’s forehead and, dropping the bread he was about to bring to his mouth, asked that his crime be forgiven him.
Abel replied: “Did you kill me, or did I kill you? I don’t remember anymore: we are here together as before.”
“Now I know that you have truly forgiven me” said Cain “because to forget is to forgive. I too will try to forget.”
Abel said slowly:
“That’s right. As long as the remorse lasts, the guilt lasts.”
Jorge Luis Borges