“Europe is an allegory for the ages of man. You are born Italian,
relentlessly infantile and mother-obsessed. In childhood, you are
English: chronically shy, tongue-tied clicky and only happy kicking
balls or pulling the legs off things. Teenagers are French:
pretentiously philosophical, embarrassingly vain, ridiculously romantic
yet simultaneously insecure. During Middle-Age, we become either Irish
and fun loving, or Swiss and serious. Old age is German: ponderous,
pompous and pedantic. And finally, we regress into being Belgian, with
no idea of who we are at all.”
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