Italy offers one the most priceless of all one's possessions - one's own soul.

To sleep is an act of faith.

The past can be tamed and controlled.

Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer. . .

To live exhilaratingly in and for the moment is deadly serious work, fun of the most exhausting sort

There is something worse than dying, and that is humiliation - at least so it seemed to me.

Great unhappiness is incompatible with the belief that it will ever end.