Chi troppo vò, niente stregne

Try to take everything and you’re left empty-handed.

The cherries of fate at the market

At the market I saw a little boy in front of the fruit stand with a coin in his hand. He wanted the cherries, the strawberries and the apricots, and he kept changing his mind. The fruit seller let him go on, leaning on the counter. In the end his mother came, took the coin from him and bought a pound of apricots. The boy started crying. Ten steps later he was eating one, and he’d already stopped.