It would drive me crazy to be a guest in my own house.

- Francesca Marciano

A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that e…

- Francesca Marciano

Suddenly it all seemed luminously clear. Love had very little to do with fear and emotional sabotage; love had to do with trust.

- Francesca Marciano

I can't say why some memories float and other sink.

- Francesca Marciano

When people die and especially when they die tragically, others can't help but get carried away. They come up with their implausible interpretation a…

- Francesca Marciano

Passion - eventually it cools.

- Francesca Marciano

It may be possible to forget our past but our past is not going to forget us.

- Francesca Marciano

Why is it you can never hope to describe the emotion Africa creates? You are lifted. Out of whatever pit, unbound from whatever tie, released from wh…

- Francesca Marciano

No use crying over spilled milk.

- Francesca Marciano