The sun—the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man—burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory.
"From the start, they're each other's ideal. They've tried to love other people, and it's never worked. [...] I think it's also a part of Cesare's vanity, his love for his sister. Lucrezia is his female counterpart. She completes him"
— FRANÇOIS ARNAUD