Anybody who's against birth control and abortion has to be a criminal idiot.

Obviously, if you don't love life, you can't enjoy an oyster.

Even the stupidest cat seems to know more than any dog.

Rome is everybody's memory.

Music or the color of the sea are easier to describe than the taste of one of these Armoricaines.

The Roman form of serenade is to race a motorcycle motor under the girl's window, but mufflers are not common in any situation; the only things as dearly loved as a good noise are breakneck speed and eye-splitting lights, preferably neon - all expressions of well-being, like a huge belly-laugh.

Rome is ... an impossible compounding of time, in which no century has respect for any other and all hit you in a jumble at every turn.