There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I'm born to leave.
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Charlotte Eriksson
Cities are never random. No matter how chaotic they might seem, everything about them grows out of a need to solve a problem. In fact, a city is nothing more than a solution to a problem, that in turn creates more problems that need more...
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Neal Shusterman
(2002) In Rome, month upon month, I struggled with how to structure the book about my father (He already had the water, he just had to discover jars). At one point I laid each chapter out on the terrazzo floor, eighty-three in all, arranged them...
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Nick Flynn
It's the place built out of Man's ceaseless failure to overcome himself. Out of Man's endless war against himself we build our successes as well as our failures. Making it the city of all cities most like Man himself– loneliest creation of all this very...
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Nelson Algren
I thought how true it was that the world was a delightful place if it were not for the people, and how more than true it was that people were not worth troubling about, and that wise men should set their affections upon nothing smaller...
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Katherine Mansfield
More Quotes By JeanChristophe Valtat
It was the French of the Normans that, grafting itself onto the barbaric Saxon tongue, gave it its most magnificent blossoming. And, in these new countries, where both English and French are intertwined again, it is as if English were bathing itself in the fountain...
Clusters of distant lights was the view of Mankind that he liked the best. The lights had the archaic charm of little fires on a plain, and the frailty about them, if it did not excuse anything, at least explained a lot of Man's stubborn...
Vassily cleared his throat, probably impatient with Gabriel's bookshelf manners. 'You'll have to excuse me, ' Gabriel said, putting back the booklet, 'I have a severe addiction to ink.'' Don't we all?' Vassily nodded. 'Thank God we have other addictions to assuage it a little.
When in doubt, do what they do in books, was one of Gabriel's secret mottos and - that rarest of things - a principle that he actually lived by.
... Paris was no more Babylon than it was New Jerusalem. All cities worthy of that name were both: they were one because they were the other...
