"I think I understand you better than I used to do.

I like to think that you feel how I understand you when you tell me anything.

Of course I am not clever like you, but I love you so much that just while you are talking I seem to understand everything.

It is like a flash of light in a dark room." Giovanni kissed her again.
"What makes you think that I shall be great, Corona?
Nobody ever thinks I am even clever.

My father would laugh at you, and say it is quite enough greatness to be born a Saracinesca.