I heard it on the radio yesterday. Sick, sick, sick.

I only hope he hasn't picked up some sort of infection - but I'm sure that doctors who treated him would be on the lookout for anything like that.

Again, just sick.

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."