And off in the far distance, the gold on the wings of the angel atop the bell tower of San Marco flashed in the sun, bathing the entire city in its glistening benediction.
Donna LeonMy father read 'The New York Times,' my mother did secretarial work, we had a dog, we had a garden, I had a brother.
Donna LeonI just go to lunch. And I never know when something is going into the file and something is not.
Donna Leon