Italians know about human nature - they understand human nature perhaps better than anyone else does. They know that people are weak and greedy and lazy and dishonest and they just try to make the bes...
Wife is her husband’s richest treasure, a helpmeet, a steadying column. A vineyard with no hedge will be overrun; a man with no wife becomes a helpless wanderer,
The warmth and smell he associated with
Pasticcio
Hard on a curve and lost control of the
Belief that heresy was a form of intellectual stubbornness, the refusal to abandon a mistaken idea. In
Torri and
I've been thinking that of late - she said. - Thinking what? - That the world of Henry James is becoming very small for me.
I read books, not minds, Guido.
He had learned over the years that most professional and social situations were pretty much like water on uneven ground: sooner or later, they would work themselves level. People, over time, generally...
Dear brothers and sisters in Christ, dear friends and companions: we are here today to say goodbye to our brother Andrea, who to many of us was far more than a friend. He was healer and helper, someon...
Brunetti didn’t like knowing that she was right.
And that, Brunetti realized, was beginning to interest him a great deal, for the answer to his death must lie there, as it always did. Santore
When scores of indicted criminals sit in parliament who could believe in the rule of law...
Ufficio catasto,
Well, there’d be no determining breed with this one: he was as much Bergamasco as Labrador, as much spaniel as hound. He was happy, that was evident, and perhaps that’s all a dog needed to be and all...
Well, I don’t believe it any more, none of it: I have no faith and I have no hope.’ Though
Vianello had the knack of getting people to talk. Especially if they were Venetians, the people he interviewed invariably warmed to this large, sweet-tempered man who gave every appearance of speaking...
They walked slowly, taking the shortest way, deliberately cutting through Campo delle Fava to avoid the crowds in Calle della Bissa. When they arrived at the foot of the Rialto bridge, they looked up...
She lengthened her stride, aware at every step of how long she'd been sitting at a desk and how much her body rejoiced in this simple act of walking on the beach in the sun.