Occupation: Author Death: October 15, 2000
Myth is someone else's religion..
Night doesn't fall in Rome; it rises from the city's heart, from the gloomy little alleys and courtyards where the sun never gets much more than a br….
It 's possible to forgive someone a great deal if he makes you laugh..
A gritty grain of truth lay at the heart of most legends, she had told me, and the slow accretion of fiction hardened in layers around it..
If a place is in your blood, you leave it at your peril. You will never be happy anywhere else..
There are personalities so powerful that they leave their stamp on any place they inhabit. Their presence is always there, like a spoor, whether or n….
Why do early risers always take that self-righteous tone?.
... one thing I've learned in caving is always to be two hundred percent sure..