At 100, I Have A

After A Short Period Spent In Brussels As A Guest Of A Neurological Institute, I Returned To Turin On The Verge Of The Invasion Of Belgium By The German Army, Spring 1940, To Join My Family. The Two Alternatives Left Then To Us Were Either To Emigrate To The United States, Or To Pursue Some Activity That Needed Neither Support Nor Connection With The Outside Aryan World Where We Lived. My Family Chose This Second Alternative. I Then Decided To Build A Small Research Unit At Home And Installed It In My Bedroom.

I Should Thank Mussolini For Having Declared Me To Be Of An Inferior Race. This Led Me To The Joy Of Working, Not Any More Unfortunately, In University Institutes But In A Bedroom.

At 100, I Have A Mind That Is Superior - Thanks To Experience - Than When I Was 20.

The Process For Awarding Nobel Prizes Is So Complex That It Cannot Be Corrupted.

My Life Has Been Enriched By Excellent Human Relations, Work And Interests. I Have Never Felt Lonely.