And there is quite a different sort of conversation around a fire than there is in the shadow of a beech tree.... Four dry logs have in them all the circumstance necessary to a conversation of four or five hours, with chestnuts on the plate and a jug of wine between the legs. Yes, let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.

If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them.

Perugia is my true fatherland because there I grew to manhood.

Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.

Why should I be ashamed to describe what nature was not ashamed to create?

Perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.

Love doesn't hide. It stays and fights. It goes the distance, that's why love is so strong. So it can carry you all the way home.