Quotes About City

Esta ciudad es bruja, se le mete a uno en la piel y le roba el alma sin que uno se dé ni cuenta

una biblioteca secreta, una ciudad de libros que habría de existir oculta bajo las catacumbas de la catedral de Hagia Sophia donde los libros prohibidos y los prodigios de siglos de pensamiento pudieran ser preservados para siempre.

La gente iba y venía de sus vidas en busca del metro, la compra o el olvido.

Gustavo Barceló was an old colleague of my father's who now owned a cavernous establishment on Calle Fernando with a commanding position in the city's secondhand-book trade.

I was walking along briskly, dodging bootblacks, pen pushers returning from their midmorning coffee, lottery vendors, and a whole ballet of street sweepers who seemed to be polishing the streets with paintbrushes, unhurriedly and with a pointillist's strokes.

She discovered a city of shadows, one no longer inhabited by my father

In this manner, secretly, the Fortuny family let the years go by, silencing their hearts and their souls to the point where, from so much keeping quiet, they forgot the words with which to express their real feelings and the family became strangers living under the same roof, like so many other families living in the vast city. - Phoenix paperback, 2005, p.132

las nubes habían resbalado del cielo y las calles yacían sumergidas bajo una laguna de neblina ardiente

Some things can only be seen in the shadows," my father said, flashing a mysterious smile probably borrowed from the pages of one of his worn Alexandre Dumas romances. Night watchmen still lingered in the misty streets when we stepped out of the front door. The lamps along the Ramblas sketched an avenue of vapor that faded as the city began to awake. When

La luz vaporosa de las farolas de las Ramblas - como el primer chupetón a un caramelo Sugus- siempre le había parecido una de esas cosas por las que vale la pena vivir un día más.

Tako, u tajnovitosti, porodica Fortunj pusti da pro?u godine, u?utkuju?i svoja srca i svoje duše, do trenutka kad, od tolikog ?utanja, zaboraviše re?i za izražavanje svojih pravih ose?anja i pretvoriše se u strance koji su živeli zajedno pod istim krovom, jednim od tolikih u beskrajnom gradu.

En Barcelona habitan más de un millón de personas, pero a la hora de la verdad apenas unas cuatrocientas son las que guardan las llaves de todas las puertas. Y esta es una ciudad de puertas cerradas donde todo depende de quién tiene la llave, a quién se le abre y en qué lado del umbral se queda uno.

In this manner, secretly, the Fortuny family let the years go by, silencing their hearts and their souls to the point where, from so much keeping quiet, they forgot the words with which to express their real feelings and became strangers living under the same roof, like so many other families in the vast city.

So tell us, Oscar, how the hell could you survive life in that giant Gap ad aka San Fran? It's so lily-white and boring there, the place is, like, covered in chinos.

This city had been a city for two thousand years, and I could feel that with every step I took. bits of all that time were still here, alive, even if it was just in the form of collective memory.

Thus demographic shifts stimulated an increase in race prejudice and mob violence, especially among working-class whites and European immigrants also pouring into the city.16

Jedha . The Holy City was a sight to behold, a beacon of faith for the entire galaxy, sacred to… well, sacred to just about everyone . Above all, Jedha was a haven. A sanctuary. It was a place to retreat, to reflect and renew . A place where you could discover who you truly were… and who you could become.

Nate stared, slack-jawed as the cab merged with the traffic and became impossible to spot. That was it. They chose each other. Just then, the dark sky lit up with fireworks. A cab sailing the street honked in celebration . In the night air , Nate thought he could hear Serena and Blairs' laughter, though he knew that was impossible; they were too far away by now. But as we know, in this city anything is possible

the garbage cans and mailboxes on the sidewalk would stay the same, but the people would be just a beautiful blur of motion.

Williamsburg was stifling, narcotized by the heat.

I walked the streets and tasted the golden sun that lay across the city.

Gershon had never seen him so transformed, so possessed of open radiance, so easily moved by all around him, so hungry, so eager. The city was a woman, and he embraced it with all the tender and gentle adoration one brings to a first love.

Il était tard; ainsi qu'une médaille neuve La pleine lune s'étalait, Et la solennité de la nuit, comme un fleuve Sur Paris dormant ruisselait.

L.A. is kind of laid back, but New York, everybody is out there for that buck, you know.