Non può dirsi felice uno, se non quando si contenta del proprio stato.
An ethereal mountain emerging from a tossing sea of clouds framed between two dark barracks a massive blue-black tooth of shear rock inlaid with azure glaciers, austere yet floating fairly-like on the near horizon... For hours afterwards I remained spell-bound. ~ felice Benuzzi
'Now wait and you will see,' said Giuán... 'See what?' 'Batian. It is so marvelous that you will just sit down and stare.' He was right and we did. ~ felice Benuzzi It needed but little imagination to visualise the storm-crushed forecastle and poop, the remnants of protruding ribs, the stumps of masts and bowsprit. Even a porthole was open... ~ felice Benuzzi
A mountaineer when writing his memoirs usually refers to the rope, to which he often owes his life, as 'trusty.' I fear that I must deny our rope the customary adjective... I cannot blame our poor sisal ropes for being unreliable, because it was our fault for bringing them. They had been manufactured for the purpose of fastening bedding-nets to bunks and were satisfactory when used thus. ~ felice Benuzzi
Nessun maggior dolore, Che ricordarsi del tempo felice Nella miseria. There is no greater pain than to remember a happy time when one is in misery. 252Dante (originally Durante) Alighieri