Quotes About Paris

The problem was Le Corbusier was a genius and an enormous artist, but he tried to resolve problems to which there is no solution. So the idea to demolish the centre of Paris in order to adapt it to the car - he drew it! - is something not even the most bloody dictators conceived.

That was how I met her, in a bar in Saint-Germain-des-Prés, she was drinking and watching, and that was why I liked her, I thought she would be fun to have fun with.

... Paris was a city of love for unimaginative folks.

I remember the way his eyes pinned my body against the backdrop of Paris as if I was some rare butterfly pinned to an exhibit box.

It is a good thing to go to Paris for a few days if you have had a lot of trouble, and that is my advice to everyone except Parisians.

Paris is not a city I should care to approach for the first time after I had passed forty.

París es la única ciudad del mundo donde morirse de hambre todavía es considerado un arte.

No me pareció que fuese feliz en París, aunque me dio la impresión de que era de esas personas que no pueden ser felices en ninguna parte.

Julián non amava parlare di sé o dei suoi libri. Non mi sembrò che fosse felice a Parigi; del resto, mi diede l'impressione di essere una di quelle persone che non possono essere felici da nessuna parte.

On one of his visits, he told me how, for a pittance, he'd just acquired the Spanish rights for the novels of Julián Carax, a young writer from Barcelona who lived in Paris. This must have been in 1928 or 1929.

Monsieur Roquefort frequently visited a secondhand bookstall positioned outside Notre-Dame. It was there, by chance, one afternoon in 1929, that he came across a novel by an unknown author, someone called Julián Carax.

the end of 1935, news reached Monsieur Roquefort that a new novel by Julián Carax, The Shadow of the Wind, had been published by a small firm in Paris.

me pregunto si habia ido a Paris a estudiar, en pos de fortuna y gloria o a perfeccionar mi frances, que mas que perfeccionamiento precisaba una cirugia a corazon abierto y un trasplante de cerebro.

Julián is now the bathroom of the chief executive. That day, when I returned to the bookshop after visiting the old house, I found a parcel bearing a Paris postmark. It contained a book calledThe Angel

Mr. Fortuny lied to you. Julián didn't die in 1919." "Say that again?" "Julián lived in Paris until at least 1935, and then he returned to Barcelona.

I said Julián passed away. In Paris. Soon after he got there. He would have done better joining the army.

Paris requires more than two days," said Julián. "It won't listen to reason.

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.

I grew up around the Luxembourg Gardens, so I guess that is my best memory.

Entre la rencontre obligatoire du village (l'horreur) et l'anonymat total des mégapoles (l'enfer), Paris est la ville aux proportions justes.

An uninterrupted view of the Paris skyline was spread out before her, like a giant landscape painting rendered in shades of blue-grey, charcoal and purple-tinted umber; the dreamy palette of shifting shadows at twilight. The blue hour.

But Paris had been designed. Here, historical landmarks appeared graciously; evenly spaced for maximum aesthetic impact. One had only to follow from one to another to reach any destination, including the Left Bank.

Climbing the steps to the hotel, Grace paused, taking a long look at Paris, in all its shimmering, enigmatic elegance, wearing the nigh as a beautiful woman wears diamonds.

She'd always heard that Paris was elegant but hasd struggled to imagine how. She'd assumed it would be rigid; the demanding intolerance of perfection. But...she was struck by the easy naturalness of everything.