It is the supreme glory of some noble lives that the man himself was greater than his work or the story of his achievements. It is difficult for this reason to do justice to the portrait of Michele Nardi. He was unique, original, intense, dramatic, and difficult to translate into ordinary terms of expression. Who can forget the way he used to say “Praise the Lord”? Who can forget his shining and transparent face, and his pose and attitude eloquent of force and deep sincerity? He carried his heart on his sleeve and was “a living epistle, known and read of all men.”