#italy

In Italy, they add work and life on to food and wine. ↗

— Robin Leach

#add #italy #life #wine #work

I have a lot of brothers and sisters, and each movie has helped pay for tuition. And then I was like, I only have one left in college, so why am I doing this? But now I want to go back to Italy and live on a farm in Tuscany. ↗

— Rose McGowan

#back #brothers #college #doing #each

I was offered a free villa in Hollywood, but I said no thank you, I prefer to live in Italy. ↗

— Ennio Morricone

#hollywood #i #italy #live #offered

erhaps it was the difference in age between the countries—America with its expansive youth, building all those drive-in movie theaters and cowboy restaurants; Italians living in endless contraction, in the artifacts of generations, in the bones of empires. ↗

— Jess Walter

#cowboys #empires #italy #age

But Italy can only have any real influence on world affairs if it carries weight in Europe. ↗

— Romano Prodi

#any #carries #europe #influence #italy

I am not a newcomer, you know, so I want to be judged for what I did when I was prime minister last time in Italy and president of the European Commission for more than five years. ↗

— Romano Prodi

#commission #did #european #five #i

Italy is divided between us and them, rich and poor, north and south, young and old, employed and unemployed. ↗

— Romano Prodi

#divided #employed #italy #north #old

I realised I'd been spoiled at Liverpool. We were used to winning. In Italy I grew up as a person. I didn't enjoy the football, mind. It was very defensive, but I became a better player because of the work I had to do around the box. Off the pitch, I learned about what to eat and what to drink to be successful, and I learned about life. ↗

— Ian Rush

#around #became #because #been #better

They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to drink wine and to be beautiful. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#italy #people #wine #beauty

At Bramasole, the first secret spot that draws me outside is a stump and board bench on a high terrace overlooking the lake and valley. Before I sit down, I must bang the board against a tree to knock off all the ants. Then I'm happy. With a stunted oak tree for shelter and a never-ending view, I am hidden. No one knows where I am. The nine-year-old's thrill of the hideout under the hydrangea comes back: My mother is calling me and I am not answering. ↗

— Frances Mayes

#home #italy #sense-of-place #home