One day is enough for a man to know all happiness. My dear ones, why do we quarrel, try to outshine each other and keep grudges against each other? Let's go straight into the garden, walk and play there, love, appreciate each other and glorify life.

“Quelli non erano i suoni d'un violino; pareva bensì che una voce tremenda avess…”

“Is it true that you insisted you knew no difference in beauty between some brut…”

“Our own humble and meek ones, fasters and keepers of silence, will arise and go…”

“Pass us by, and forgive us our happiness”