The wind blowing through the cracks in the walls was fitting for this isolated and lonely place.

Humans are curious creatures. What we cannot see, our logical minds will try to deny.

I don't know where we are, but we'll soon find our way home!" Le avventure di Pinocchio

Yet, the quest for knowledge will overcome us and we must know. And, at last, we must see where the road ends, even if it be the cliff.

Like a sparrow in its flitting, like a swallow in its flying, a curse that is causeless does not alight.

The heavy smell of incense gave me an uneasy feeling as if I had walked into a tomb

God bless us every one! said Tiny Tim, the last of all.

You are beautiful, no matter what they say.

The starting-point for all systems of aesthetics must be the personal experience of a peculiar emotion. The objects that provoke this emotion we call works of art.

I'm happy just because I found out I am really no one

The foaminess of the Falls, together with the tinge of tawny yellow in the troubled waters, only reminded me of so much unattainable soda and sherry, and made me feel thirstier than ever.

Little journeys and good cost bring safe home.

It is a fascinating and provocative thought that a body of water deserves to be considered as an organism in its own right.

We are living at a time where there are so many films available to watch through so many formats all the time. It's hard for any film to stand out in that din.

The trouble with young writers is that they are all in their sixties.

My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that color.