I eat a little bit of everything and not a lot of anything. Everything in moderation. I know that's really hard for people to understand but I grew up in an Italian family where we didn't overdo anything. We ate pasta yes but not a lot of it.
The intoxication of anger like that of the grape shows us to others but hides us from ourselves.
War is the trade of Kings.
For truth has such a face and such a mien as to be loved needs only to be...
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
I'm horrible in the mornings. I'm grumpy.
Just get out. Just leave.
It was honestly, it was torture.