'O purpo se coce dint' a ll'acqua soja

Some people can’t be convinced: you let them get there on their own.

The art of silent conversation

My mother never argues. When I tell her something she doesn’t like, she puts the water on, lights the stove and changes the subject. Then, three days later, she calls me and tells me what she thinks as if it had been my idea. The last time, I was about to make one of those big decisions. She didn’t say a word: she set the table and sat me down to eat. By the end of dinner I had already changed my mind on my own.