Rome seems a comfort to those with the ambitious soul of an Artist or a Conqueror.

It is Paris that makes one feel poetic, Rome that makes one feel heroic, yet it is Miami that makes one feel young.

If you deconstruct Italy, you will in the end see a grapevine, a tomato and a small boy hammering a shard of marble.

In America, one must be something, but in Italy one can simply be.