When I was twelve, I started reading Eudora Welty, Thomas Wolfe, Flannery O'Connor, James Agee, and - do we dare breathe the name - William Faulkner.
Venice, the most touristy place in the world, is still just completely magic to me.
The longer you are in a place, the more you get under its layers.
Living in a small Italian hilltown, and having lived in a small town in south Georgia, I understand that you can recognize a family gene pool by the lift of an eyebrow, or the length of a neck, or a way of walking.
I think I went to Italy initially for the art, architecture, food and history, but I stayed there because of the people in Cortona.