Giovanni Quotes

“Oh, wow."

"What do you think?"

"I tried to imagine, but--I mean...it's so much more--"

"Think it's large enough to keep you satisfied for a while?"

"It's so much bigger than I expected"

He backed away, leaving Beatrice to gaze in wonder at the library that took up half of the second floor.

"I think I'll just leave you two alone for a bit," he said with a chuckle.”
― Elizabeth Hunter, A Hidden Fire

“Ah," Caspar exclaimed when he walked into the kitchen. "The grey is a good choice. Makes you look much less demon-of-the-night."
"Please, Caspar," he implored. "A date with a live woman. Soon.”
― Elizabeth Hunter, A Hidden Fire

“He moved heaven and earth to find you, darling girl.”
― Elizabeth Hunter, A Hidden Fire

“I'm a new man, Giovanni. If you want to imitate me, you'll have to abandon the mask and get a face like this one." Erik smiled mirthlessly at his young nemesis, his teeth shining madly in the dim light of piazza. "You can't have her! She loves me. The mask won't do. You could never giver what she wants, because she wants me!" Giovanni tried to follow Meg and Roul, but each time he shifted Erik was there.”
― Sadie Montgomery, The Phantom's Opera

“I began the day I was to dine at casa di Palone in the Vaticano kitchen, helping Antonio prepare the pope's meals. For noonday, we made barley soup, apples, and a little cheese and bread. For the evening meal, we prepared the same soup with bits of roasted capons, and I made a zabaglione egg dish with a little malmsey wine. I suspected the pope would not touch the custardy dessert, but I felt compelled to take a chance. The worst that might happen was that he would order me to go back to his regular menu. And at best, perhaps he would recognize the joy of food God gifted to us.
Once we had finished the general preparations, Antonio helped me bake a crostata to take to the Palone house that evening. He set to work making the pastry as I cleaned the visciola cherries- fresh from the market- and coated them with sugar, cinnamon, and Neapolitan mostaccioli crumbs. I nestled the biscotti among several layers of dough that Antonio had pressed into thin sheets to line the pan. Atop the cherries, I laid another sheet of pastry cut into a rose petal pattern. Antonio brushed it with egg whites and rosewater, sugared it, and set the pie into the oven to bake.
Francesco joined us just as I placed the finished crostata on the counter to cool. The cherries bubbled red through the cracks of the rose petals and the scalco gave a low whistle. "Madonna!"
Antonio and I stared at him, shocked at the use of the word as a curse. Francesco laughed. "That pie is so beautiful I think even our Lord might swear." He clapped me on the shoulder. "It is good to see you cooking something besides barley soup, Gio. It's been too long since this kitchen has seen such a beautiful dessert."
The fragrance was magnificent. I hoped the famiglia Palone would find the pie tasted as good as it looked.”
― Crystal King, The Chef's Secret

“There's always hope.”
― Giovanni Lorecchio, Il Mistero Cousteau

“The world is not ready for what is down there.”
― Giovanni Lorecchio, Il Mistero Cousteau