I love places that have an incredible history. I love the Italian way of life. I love the food. I love the people. I love the attitudes of Italians.
Certainly, in Italy, nobody takes light for granted.
Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arch'd imbower.
I was married to an Italian, and my son was born there. I've got lots of connections there, and I lived in the north, in the country about an hour outside of Milan, for quite a few years. I speak fluent Italian.
The Italian landscape has always harmonized the vulgar and the Vitruvian: the contorni around the duomo, the portiere'S laundry across the padrone's portone, Supercortemaggiore against the Romanesque apse. Naked children have never played in our fountains, and I. M. Pei will never be happy on Route 66.
I think I feel automatically at home in Italy.
I have spent a lot of time in Italy throughout my career - especially when I was karting, because it's kind of the world centre of that sport - and I love it.
Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom, Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose!
I'd rather not have an address in France but an address in Italy because I love the country.
I miss Italy; that's beyond doubt.
Italy is a great country, one of the most beautiful in the world, but I've always gone my own way.
Things are very good at Inter. I love the club and also the Italian people and the Italian culture. It suits me.
I think I went to Italy initially for the art, architecture, food and history, but I stayed there because of the people in Cortona.
I like the world, but I feel very, very Italian. I love the small parts of my country: Tuscany, Capri in the winter. I don't like big towns.
Italy will never be a normal country. Because Italy is Italy. If we were a normal country, we wouldn't have Rome. We wouldn't have Florence. We wouldn't have the marvel that is Venice.
Italy was where the soul went to find calm and love, and I wanted to hold the best of it in the palm of my hand.
For sure, in Italy, the sun always shines.
The water was pure and cold and came out of the Apennines tasting like snow melted in the hands of a pretty girl.
Italy has a special place in my heart.
Everything about Italy is hot: the climate, the people, the fashion, even the shape of the country - how much hotter can you get than a tall boot with a high heel?
I love Italy and I say I am from Italy wherever I go.
I find that other countries have this or this, but Italy is the only one that has it all for me. The culture, the cuisine, the people, the landscape, the history. Just everything to me comes together there.
I never really liked Italy. 'Lots of cement' is my long-standing quote.
