Johannes Burchard. The only man in Rome whose face remains the same be it perfume or shit under his nose.

Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in which their profiles confronted each other, their noses as powerful as their personalities.

Any man in love with Cesare is already half in love with his sister.

She is only a young woman who did not want to become a nun. The world is full of them.

Ah, he has too many ideas, that man da Vinci. His mind works faster than his hands.

Family. The greatest loyalty after God in the world.