8 Quotes by Anthony Capella

A whole fresh tuna, a wicker basket of San Marzano tomatoes, a crate of anchovies, great handfuls of parsley... Dozens of new potatoes, still encrusted with the black volcanic earth of Campania, their flesh golden as egg yolks... A pale wheel of parmesan, big as a truck tire... A sack full of blooded watermelons... An armful of mint, its leaves so dark green they were almost black...

It was as soft as a poached egg and, when he punctured it, oozed what appeared to be ivory-colored cream. He tried some. Richness flooded his mouth. The taste was fresh, almost like chewing grass, but filling and slightly sweet.

I think you're failing to focus on the big picture.""It's only when one focuses on the small picture," James said, "that the full horror of this scheme becomes apparent.

You see, love isn’t just something you feel. Love is something you become. It’s like – going to a new country, and realizing that you never particularly liked the place you left behind. It’s like a sort of tingling and – oh, I don’t know – when she smiles I just want to start clapping or something.

If you want to make someone cry, ” Bruno said slowly, “you give them an onion to chop. But if you want them to feel sad, you cook them the dish their mother used to cook for them when they were small...

People were often good, and did good things, such as the things that had been done to help after Vesuvius erupted, but as soon as those same people were given any authority or power, they abused it, or ignored the human consequences of their actions. And the people who ended up suffering most were always the women, because they had no authority or power.

For a well-made cup of coffee is the proper beginning to an idle day. Its aroma is beguiling, its taste is sweet; yet it leaves behind only bitterness and regret. In that, it resembles, surely, the pleasures of love.

A person can’t choose where he’s born. But he can choose where he spends his life.