Note- Pier Paolo Pasolini

No desert will ever be more deserted than a house, a square, a street where people live one thousand nine hundred and seventy years after Christ. Here is solitude. Side by side with your neighbor, dressed by the same department stores, clients of the same shops, readers of the same newspapers, viewers of the same TV shows, it is silence. There is no other metaphor, for the desert than everyday life: and its silences are internal. It is one blessing of peace. But peace is not always better than war. In a peace dominated by power, one can protest by refusing to exist(...) (p. 35-36)