Works
- Il re pensieroso (The Thoughtful King, 1922)
- La Padrona (The Mistress of the House, 1926)
- L'isola meravigliosa (1929)
- Il diluvia (1931)
- Una bella domenica di settembre (1935)
- I nostri sogni (1936)
- Frano allo scalo nord (Landslide at the North Station, 1936)
- Il paese delle vacanze (Summertime, 1937)
- Favola di Natale (1937)
- Il cacciatore di anitre (The Duck Hunter, 1940)
- Il diluvio (The Flood, 1943)
- Spiritismo nell'antica casa (Spirit-Raising in the Old House, 1944)
- Corruzione al Palazzo di Giustizia (Corruption in the Palace of Justice, 1944-1945)
- Delitto all'isola delle capre (Crime on Goat-Island, 1946)
- Ispezione (The Inquiry, 1947)
- Aque turbate (Troubled Waters, 1948)
- La regina e lgli insorti (The Queen and the Rebels, 1949)
- L'aiuola bruciata (The Burnt Flowerbed, 1952)
- La Fuggitiva (The Fugitive, 1953)
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“There is a great deal of self-denial and manliness in poor and middle-class houses, in town and country, that has not got into literature, and never will, but that keeps the earth sweet; that saves on superfluities, and spends on essentials; that goes rusty, and educates the boy; that sells the horse, but builds the school; works early and late, takes two looms in the factory, three looms, six looms, but pays off the mortgage on the paternal farm, and then goes back cheerfully to work again.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“His works are not to be studied, but read with a swift satisfaction. Their flavor and gust is like what poets tell of the froth of wine, which can only be tasted once and hastily.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“His character as one of the fathers of the English language would alone make his works important, even those which have little poetical merit. He was as simple as Wordsworth in preferring his homely but vigorous Saxon tongue, when it was neglected by the court, and had not yet attained to the dignity of a literature, and rendered a similar service to his country to that which Dante rendered to Italy.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)