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1 " Family. The greatest loyalty after God. "
― , Blood & Beauty: The Borgias
2 " Ah, he has too many ideas, that man da Vinci. His mind works faster than his hands. "
3 " There have been none like us before. And there will be none afterwards. Be careful what you write. "
4 " Any man in love with Cesare is already half in love with his sister. Now, when [Pedro Calderon] shuts his eyes, he cannot see anything else. "
5 " Family. The greatest loyalty after God in the world. "
6 " One enemy at the time. "
7 " Ambassadors, of course, do not blush. It is a requisite of the job that they can sustain any manner of insult without any visible change at all to their face. "
8 " She has never liked sleeping alone. Even as a small child, she would steel herself to brave the black soup of the room as far as her brother’s bed, creeping in beside him. And he, who when awake would rather fight than talk, would put his arms around her and stroke her hair until their warmness mingled and she fell asleep. "
9 " Johannes Burchard. The only man in Rome whose face remains the same be it perfume or shit under his nose. "
10 " Any man in love with Cesare is already half in love with his sister. "
11 " Make enemies if you have to- and you will- but always make sure the most powerful stay your friends. "
12 " Uncertainty is more contagious than the plague. Cesare, "
13 " You would be surprised by the strength of a desperate man. "
14 " People do not smile when they are in hell, "
15 " When there is fear about the future, it is comforting to take it out on outsiders who can be blamed for the past. "
16 " Man is not born to be happy. "
17 " Cesare Borgia—oh, Cesare Borgia has proved himself a great warrior. "
18 " Borgia bastard could never be the social equal of a legitimate Medici. "
19 " He spends the night in prayer. God’s voice, through the intercession of the Blessed Virgin, tells him what the politician in him already knows: that whatever he might stand to gain from playing one against the other, the prospect of a foreign army marching through Italy can bring only instability and devastation in its wake for all. He is, it seems, the Church’s shepherd after all. "
20 " This then is Borgia Rome: a city where a traveler entering the gates must still cross acres of country before he reaches the center, where animals still outnumber citizens, goats and cattle grazing the imperial ruins, their insistent teeth pulling weeds—and mortar—from between the stones of history. A city still struggling with a chasm of hardship between rich and poor, still ripped apart by gross family violence. But also a place of growing magnificence and confidence where, for the first time in centuries, the future no longer looks bleaker than the past, and where the new Pope has chosen for himself a name designed to foster a belief in magnificence again. Alexander "