The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet, and mean, I kick your head.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The Italians always know that I'm not Italian.
I'm Italian and we curse a lot when we talk.
Take care, these Italians, full of failings, are neither you, nor me; they are your neighbors, the ones you meet on the staircase and whom you do not like to greet.
Yes, I'm half Italian. So my grandfather speaks heavy Italian... and I couldn't understand a word he said.
When I write in Italian - this is just the metaphor that came to me immediately, and I really think this is what it is - I feel like I'm writing with my left hand. Because of that weakness, there is this enormous freedom that comes with it.
People have an image of Italians. When I go somewhere in the world, I don't care where it is, when they look at me it's not about my intelligence. It's who can I beat up.
The lucky thing was that I was Italian; when the other Italians saw me fight back, they came to my defence.
Look, people have an image of Italians. When I go somewhere in the world, I don't care where it is, when they look at me it's not about my intelligence. It's who can I beat up.
I come from an Italian family. One of the greatest and most profound expressions we would ever use in conversations or arguments was a slamming door. The slamming door was our punctuation mark.
An American may speak love with his lips; the Italian must say it with his eyes.