Of course your life is monotonous.

I know it.

But there is nothing more monotonous than getting well, is there?
The best part of it is the looking forward to what one will do when one is quite strong.

You and I can talk of that, sometimes, and build castles in the air; but it is of no use to give your mother the idea that you are beating your wings against the bars of your cage, is it ?" Folco was quite lyric that day, but the words made exactly the impression he wished.
"You are right," Marcello said.

"You always are.