"Svevo Bandini had a wife who never said: give me money for food for the children, but he had a wife with large black eyes, sickly bright from love, and those eyes had a way about them, a sly way of peering into his mouth, into his ears, into his stomach, and into his pockets. those eyes were so clever in a sad way, for they always knew when the imperial poolhall had done a good business. such eyes for a wife! they saw all he was and all he hoped to be, but they never saw his soul."
"he came along, kicking the deep snow. Here was a disgusted man."
john fante.