Certainly, old age is often incompatible with certain roles and responsibilities.

We do not invest in advertising... So racing is the best advertising for Ferrari.

We have lived through some unforgettable times together, some good, some bad, achieving results that will be hard to equal.

Italy is famous for fashion, food, Ferrari, and furniture - furniture was a segment where the companies in the high end are all small.

Ferrari used to be the car that you kept in your garage, took out to polish and show, and put back into the garage.

I want to have different Ferraris for different Ferraristi. We have a lot of parallel activities that can increase revenues without being obliged to produce more cars.

With a brand - and I respect Porsche - but the Ferrari brand is more exclusive... We never do SUVs, we never do four doors, and we never exceed 7, 000 cars per year. And 7, 000 means 7, 000.

We don't sell a car, we sell a dream. We are Italy's national team. There are many great soccer teams in our country, but there is only one Ferrari.

I don't believe in the electric cars, but I strongly believe in hybrids.

A Fiat Panda, it's the best car in the world.

Bravery is looking into her eyes without shivering and compromising.

Time is an obstinate healer. It heals you against your will. And the younger you are, the faster you are cured, only to come out more immune.

when you really realize how you have lived your life, you indeed realize how you must live your life. It is mostly they that have least time to ponder always who always find time to wonder.

Sports are sports. Its all about how we carry ourselves out of the ring.

I was always the second heavy.

I just write what I think is good and keep it at a thousand words.

When I work, I try to eat as much vegetarian as possible. When I do Cupid, I eat vegetarian because I need the energy. I've got those wings on my back.

No, I'm not at all adventurous. I'm terribly cowardly.

Climbing is not a battle with the elements, nor against the law of gravity. It's a battle against oneself.

O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.