Quotes About Paris

After escaping from Paris and finally leaving France entirely, Calvin spent his exile in Basel, Switzerland, between 1534 and 1536. To redeem the time, "he devoted himself to the study of Hebrew." (Imagine such a thing! Would any pastor today, exiled from his church and country, and living in mortal danger, study Hebrew? What has become of the vision of ministry that such a thing seems unthinkable today?)

Say you'll come with me to Paris." "Je t'aime.

The last time I see Paris will be on the day I die. The city was inexhaustible, and so is its memory.

When I was in Paris, all of the German refugees began to flow in and it was a very sad time.

All the buildings lining rue de Conservatoire are constructed of cream marble or limestone. When I went outside today, the sky was pale and fierce, on the very cusp of rain. From the top of the church and the conservatory, the contrast was almost imperceptible, as if marble and air danced cheek to cheek.

The year 845 was a fateful one. The region around the Seine was plundered. Paris, including the town's fortified centre on the Île de la Cité, was conquered and looted on Easter Sunday, 28 March; Charles the Bald paid the Vikings 7,000 lbs of silver to withdraw – the first of many payments to them. The Vikings did not get much joy from their 'heavy-laden ships', however. Their leader Ragnar (who brought back a bar from the city-gate of Paris

Pe românii de la Paris evit cît pot s?-i v?d: în genere sunt intriganÅ£i ÅŸi r?spîndesc zvonuri false. In plus, nu sunt de nici un folos penici un plan

S? faci dou? zile de drum ca sa fugi de Paris, ÅŸi s? reg?seÅŸti radioul, tranzistorul etc, tot ce detestai cînd ai plecat.

Although I don't know much about anything, I know that I have a story. I know that it is not over. There are shades and shadows of adventures and people and wild new places. Whatever Paris might turn out to be, and whatever Dr. Epstein is able to do, I want to be there to find out.

Contrary to its legend, Paris does not offer many distractions; or, those distractions that it offers are like French pastry, vivid and insubstantial, sweet on the tongue and sour in the belly.

It is not in mere sport that Paris has been called a hell. Take the phrase for truth. There all is smoke and fire, everything gleams, crackles, flames, evaporates, dies out, then lights up again, with shooting sparks, and is consumed.

Half of Paris sleeps amidst the putrid exhalations of courts and streets and sewers.

In order that a woman may be able to keep a cook, may be finely educated, may possess the sentiment of coquetry, may have the right to pass whole hours in her boudoir lying on a sofa, and may live a life of soul, she must have at least six thousand francs a year if she lives in the country, and twenty thousand if she lives at Paris.

The provinces are provinces; they are only ridiculous when they mimic Paris.

To be able to keep a mother-in-law in the country while he lives in Paris, and vice versa, is a piece of good fortune which a husband too rarely meets with.

Suicide, moreover, was at that time in vogue in Paris: what more suitable key to the mystery of life for a skeptical society?

In Paris no sentiment can withstand the drift of things, and their current compels a struggle in which the passions are relaxed: there love is a desire, and hatred a whim; there's no true kinsman but the thousand-franc note, no better friend than the pawnbroker.

Envy of the older nations gnawed at him. He complained to Theodore Roosevelt that the English nobility on continental tours never visited Berlin but always went to Paris.

The old Paris is no more (the form of a city changes faster, alas! than a mortal's heart).

I always said if I played a drag queen, I'd want to create a template with the realness they talk about in 'Paris Is Burning.'

Paris is life-enhancing for all those reasons we know and all those words that have become so banal.

I have pictures of my grandmother from the 1920s and '30s in avant-garde dresses that looked like they could have come from the House of Worth or Lucien Lelong. She would never say if they were couture, but I do recall her telling me, 'All my clothes and shoes came from Paris.'

I had an amazing teacher, who was Burmese, and she was living in Paris at the time, and she is one of very few who doesn't actually receive a credit in the film because she still has family over there.

One of the big luxuries of being in Antwerp is that I can easily walk in the city. In Paris and New York, I am more recognized.