It will be five years on May 26, eight days from now. But she is still in my thoughts, constantly.

For eighteen years (married for sixteen) I was the luckiest man in the world.

Signor V.


"For me, there's only my wife..."

"Sure I cook with wine - sometimes I even add it to the food!"

"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?"

"It was a grass harp... And we listened."

"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute?"

"No. Saints and poets, maybe... they do some."