What a great and productive time I spent at Civitella, unexpectedly.Everyone in our group has chosen just the exact right time slot to meet. – No random operation or other thinking could have made it better… better…better… better…...
It had been months since he had been able to work. Now, suddenly, images began drifting through his mind: Slipping between storm clouds, a faint sunray …below, an altar of simple lines … a Doric entablature without inscription … Beatrice lying on it....
