All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But

Oh How Sweet It Is To Hear One's Own Convictions From Another's Lips.

Yes, I Have Finally Arrived To This Capital Of The World! I Now See All The Dreams Of My Youth Coming To Life... Only In Rome Is It Possible To Understand Rome.

To Create Something You Must Be Something.

After Fifteen Minutes Nobody Looks At A Rainbow.

He Who Does Not Stretch Himself According To The Coverlet Finds His Feet Uncovered.