Quotes by Adriana Trigiani

The dance that I wasnt going to attend in about a jillion years just turned into a make-out session with random boys we have never met.

What a boon to live on the water! Such delicious shades and hues! This is a template worthy of the greatest painters. The textures of sand and stone could inspire incomparable sculptures, and the sounds - the steady lapping of the waves, the sweet chirping of the birds, make this a sanctuary.

He just likes to have fun, Papa.Thats not a quality that gets you far in life.

A good mother is irreplaceable.

No one worries about you like your mother, and when she is gone, the world seems unsafe, things that happen unwieldy. You cannot turn to her anymore, and it changes your life forever. There is no one on earth who knew you from the day you were born; who knew why you cried, or when youd had enough food; who knew exactly what to say when you were hurting; and who encouraged you to grow a good heart. When that layer goes, whatever is left of your childhood goes with her.

Thats my little piece of heaven. Go ahead.Ciro followed Remo through the open door to a small enclosed garden. Terra-cotta pots positioned along the top of the stone wall spilled over with red geraniums and orange impatiens. An elm tree with a wide trunk and deep roots filled the center of the garden. Its green leaves and thick branches reached past the roof of Remos building, creating a canopy over the garden. There was a small white marble birdbath, gray with soot, flanked by two deep wicker armchairs. Remo fished a cigarette out of his pocket, offering another to Ciro as both men took a seat. This is where I come to think.Va bene, Ciro said as he looked up into the tree. He remembered the thousands of trees that blanketed the Alps; here on Mulberry Street, one tree with peeling gray bark and holes in its leaves was cause for celebration.

You never know when some small thing will lead to a big idea. Travel is very inspirational - but its in the ordinary that I find my themes of love and work and family.

The Story of Silent Night, which was given to me one Christmas when I was six - it was the story of a down and out composer who had no ideas left, and it was Christmas, and he came up with the hymn Silent Night.

I come from hardworking, determined people on both sides of my family... the kind who live with a hard reality from which much strength comes.

“A handwritten letter carries a lot of risk. Its a one-sided conversation that reveals the truth of the writer. Furthermore, the writer is not there to see the reaction of the person he writes to, so theres a great unknown to the process that requires a leap of faith. The writer has to choose the right words to express his sentences, and then, once he has sealed the envelope, he has to place those thoughts in the hands of someone else, trusting that the feelings will be delivered, and that the recipient will understand the writers intent. How childish to think that could be easy.”

“Thats when you know for sure somebody loves you. They figure out what you need and they give it to you -- without you asking.”

“I realize now that a happy mother might very well make a joyful child.”