“If he had to wish, what would he wish for, he asked himself. What was there to wish for... a wish asked for the unattainable. The impossible.”

“None of you believes until he wishes for his brother what he wishes for himself.”

“The law?" I asked curiously. "What law's that, Leo?""The law of service. He who wishes to live must serve, but he who wishes to rule does not live long.”

“If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for?"I ask him."For time to stop."Why?"He shrugs. "Cause I could live forever at this moment. ”

“He felt that he was himself and did not wish to be anyone else. He only wished now to be better than he had been formerly”

“I wish Italy would stop being a crybaby. I wish he would kick his bad habit of wanting to eat pasta everywhere. I wish he would stop getting a stomachache every time he ate geleto. I wish he would learn to throw a grenade properly. I wish his older brother would stop trying to punch me. I wish-"*babble babble babble*"Germany . . . That's impossible . . .”