“I feel like an abusive tenant. I don’t have friends anymore. They were all younger than me and they died before me, Gassman, Fellini, Zapponi, Lapegna, Tognazzi, Mastroianni, Sordi, Manfredi. I don’t have nobody to talk with. The language used by young people today is unbearable. My nephews talk only about "dotcoms” and “www”. I don’t even have that thing, how’s it called, the fax. I still post my letters in the mailbox.”