Quotes About Berlin

Leopold Wilhelm Bernhard was born June 15, 1915 in Berlin, Germany, to parents from two old and well- known German families. His mother, Franziska, was a Bokelmann of Lubeck, of an aristocratic line with university educations, MDs, etc.

between us, she reclined with hers between her fingers. "I do love a cigarette with tea. It's the style in Paris and Berlin. All the princesses smoke these days.

Why have the Soviets stood aside and allowed us to settle Berlin, Vietnam and the Middle East? One, because the United States is big, mean and tough as hell and they know it. Two, the obsession with peace in the USSR. Twenty million Russian people were killed during World War II. We must have the fear elements working, but also the hope element.

Jonge meisjes gingen er prat op pervers te zijn; als men vermoedde dat je op je zestiende nog maagd was, had dat in die tijd op elke school in Berlijn als belachelijk gegolden.

The one great exception to the apathy on reunification is, naturally enough, Berlin. Encircled by the hostile Soviet Zone for ten years, at times blockaded and constantly at the Russians' mercy, Berliners are committed to this one goal with a unique urgency.

The plan shows that the twenty million people in the German democratic Republic and in the democratic sector of Berlin think only of peace, and that they are working for freedom and peaceful prosperity.

Berlin is the testicles of the West, every time I want the West to scream, I squeeze on Berlin.

A final in Berlin is always something special.

I have worshipped Berlin from the day I read 'Two Concepts of Liberty' in South Africa. It seemed to make it respectable to be a liberal.

An estimated 60,000 out of the 80,000 Herero were in fact killed before the general was recalled to Berlin.122

Solidarity was financed largely from the US and it was the US that gave the most insistent official encouragement to protesters in Berlin and elsewhere—once it was clear that they would probably win.

even if the students of Berkeley, Berlin and Bangalore share a common set of interests, these do not translate into community. Space matters. And politics is a function of space—we

I was lucky because on the morning after the burning of the Reichstag I left my home very early to catch a train to Berlin for the conference of our student organization and that is the only reason why I escaped arrest.

More riveting to me in the end than the politics of Berlin was the vast social experiment its division had become... it was possible to have freedom and plenty in the West and craft an empty life; it was possible to "have nothing" in the East and create a life of intimacy and dignity and beauty.

Hey," said Jace. who was sitting on an overturned speaker, looking at his cellphone, "do you want to see a photo of Alec and Magnus in Berlin?" "Not really," said Simon. "Magnus is wearing lederhosen." "And yet, still no.

I had been involved in U.S. intelligence in Berlin, Germany, while in the military and had worked with a contact with the Central Intelligence Agency office there.

To those who charge that liberalism has been tried and found wanting, I answer that the failure is not in the idea, but in the course of recent history. The New Deal was ended by World War II. The New Frontier was closed by Berlin and Cuba almost before it was opened. And the Great Society lost its greatness in the jungles of Indochina.

The Berlin Wall is the defining achievement of socialism.

Being a Berlin cop in 1942 was a little like putting down mousetraps in a cage full of tigers.

I liked Germany; I'm not into Berlin, it's too huge and empty and imposing, but Munich was good.

I like museums in Berlin a lot, especially in the eastern part. They're extraordinarily good.

I did a concert... in September with the Berlin Philharmonic... They're great musicians, and there's always something to learn from them.

From 1929 to 1933, [age 25-29] I lived almost continuously in Berlin, with only occasional visits to other parts of Germany and to England. Already, during that time, I had made up my mind that I would one day write about the people I'd met and the experiences I was having. So I kept a detailed diary, which in due course provided raw material for all my Berlin stories. [from preface]

I walked across the snowy plain of the Tiergarten - a smashed statue here, a newly planted sapling there; the Brandenburger Tor, with its red flag flapping against the blue winter sky; and on the horizon, the great ribs of a gutted railway station, like the skeleton of a whale. In the morning light it was all as raw and frank as the voice of history which tells you not to fool yourself; this can happen to any city, to anyone, to you.