Oh, What A Wicked World It Is

And In That Fraction Of A Second Before Anything Actually Happened, Santino Corleone Knew He Was A Dead Man.

I Find The Only Thing That Really Stands Up, Better Than Gambling, Better Than Booze, Better Than Women, Is Reading.

It Was A Lie But He Believed In Telling Lies To People. Truth Telling And Medicine Just Didn't Go Together Except In Dire Emergencies, If Then.

Italians Have A Little Joke, That The World Is So Hard A Man Must Have Two Fathers To Look After Him, And That's Why They Have Godfathers.

She Emptied Her Mind Of All Thought Of Herself, Of Her Children, Of All Anger, Of All Rebellion, Of All Questions. Then With A Profound And Deeply Willed Desire To Believe, To Be Heard, As She Had Done Every Day Since The Murder Of Carlo Rizzi, She Said The Necessary Prayers For The Soul Of Michael Corleone.