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"Bologna the learned one in terms of expression and the fat one in way of doing things, has always been the most suitable city for the development of my caricaturistic instincts. The jokes, witticisms or even satires of the Bolognese have a special flavor, the flavor of dry tagliatelle, tortellini and mortadella; that is, they are the fruits of healthy minds in healthy bodies. Gall and poison only rarely enter or exit Bolognese mouths; but only that little bit of mischief and biting without which satire would no longer exist. Such is the environment where my humor was born and grew, at the school of a true master, the aforementioned Antonio Fiacchi, the unforgettable Sgnér Pirèin [...]."
"In his caricature the alteration of the characteristic signs takes second place, sometimes becoming a simple accessory, sometimes even entering only fleetingly. What usually reigns in 's caricature is allegory, that is, the characteristic moral trait of the caricatured person. The caricature for caricature's sake has no value for him, or has very little value: for it to have reason to exist, it must say something, speak to the mind of those who observe it. (Luigi Rasi)"
"Painter of the most distinguished for the sobriety of the colour, the chastity of the form and the elevation of the concept, sometimes taking as a pretext the ancient gods of Greece, sometimes the ancient rhapsodes, which he translates into the starry nights of the mountains of his Emilia, and envelops her with a very sweet feeling of pastoral poetry, a mirror of her good soul, even in her most biting satire she knows how to instill that restful something that makes you think and laugh sweetly. You will never see him the scapigliatura: he doesn't understand it, he doesn't feel it; maybe he doesn't even know her. (Luigi Rasi)"
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei auĂźer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!