It was a day as different from other days as dogs are from cats and both of them from chrysanthemums or tidal waves or scarlet fever.

All Americans believe that they are born fishermen. For a man to admit a distaste for fishing would be like denouncing mother-love or hating moonlight.

Doc still loved true things but he knew that it was not a general love and it could be a very dangerous mistress.

Sir, this is a unique dog. He does not live by tooth or fang. He respects the right of cats to be cats although he doesn't admire them. He turns his steps rather than disturb an earnest caterpillar. His greatest fear is that someone will point out a rabbit and suggest that he chase it. This is a dog of peace and tranquility.

All we got is the family unbroke.

A town is a thing like a colonial animal. A town has a nervous system and a head and shoulders and feet. A town is a thing separate from all other towns alike. And a town has a whole emotion. How news travels through a town is a mystery not easily to be solved. News seems to move faster than small boys can scramble and dart to tell it, faster than women can call it over the fences.

Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone.