This is the title Ernest Hemingway gave to the memoirs of the time he spent in our lands, first as a soldier and then as a writer. Our vineyards lie on the same banks where the river flows placidly through smooth pebbles and silver poplars. Deep in nature, these places have been the site of great battles, while also providing a homeland and image of peace to many. Many have returned to these places after wandering lives. Here the pages of the great Twentieth-century writers, from Ernest Hemingway to Goffredo Parise, still resonate.