Everything about Florence seems to be colored with a mild violet, like diluted wine.
Art was born in the caves of the Old Stone Age. Civilization was born in the caves of Tuscany, but it was in Florence that humanism was born.
Florence is a city of dreams, where every stone is a piece of art and every corner is a window to history.
The whole world is a very narrow bridge, and the most important thing is not to fear at all. But when it comes to Florence, even fear has its beauty.
In Florence, you are constantly walking through the pages of history, with every step narrating a story of glory and grandeur.
Florence is a painting that everyone rushes to add their brushstroke to, creating a masterpiece of human history.
Florence is the soul of the Renaissance.
Florence is a city of flowers, the flower of cities.
Florence! The city of Dante! The city of Michelangelo! The city of the Medici! The city of Leonardo da Vinci!
Florence is a beautiful city. Its art treasures and the warmth of its people will never leave your heart.
Florence is the most beautiful city in the world.
In Florence, beauty is a way of life.
Florence is the town of flowers, calm, and art.
Florence, the city of flowers, is perhaps the most beautifully situated city in the world.
Florence is like a cathedral in the flesh, an immense altar upon which the soul of man has been offered up in music and in marble.
To Florence, the spot of earth most dear, save one, to every muse, the cradle of renaissance, Italy's high boast.
Florence is like a light in the dark ages that moved from the darkness of medievalism to the light of the Renaissance.
There is no place more filled with fervor for the arts, a love of the land, and the passion of its people than Florence.
Florence is the flower of the world.