Quotes About Ambiance

For years I have really wanted to create my own special dining experience that people never forget.

Untangling Christmas lights is the true tragedy of 'Stranger Things.'

In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.

Muzak played. He cupped his hand over the phone

My dad is a singer. He used to sing in nightclubs, or pizza joints.

I love going to coffee shops and just sitting and listening.

There was a lot more music than the size of the place would indicate.

I love having candles, especially when you get downtime. I could just pass out seeing the flame flicker with the lights off.

I ordered a coffee and a little something to eat and savored the warmth and dryness. Somewhere in the background Nat King Cole sang a perky tune. I watched the rain beat down on the road outside and told myself that one day this would be twenty years ago.

From the open window came the mingled odours of horse-sweat, peaches and sour milk.

Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn.

A cidade, efectivamente, sorri apenas àqueles que se aproximam dela e que deambulam pelas suas ruas; a esses, ela fala numa linguagem tranquilizadora e familiar, mas a alma de Paris só se revela de longe e do alto, e é no silêncio do céu que se escuta o imenso grito patético de orgulho e de fé que ela eleva na direcção das nuvens.

In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the walls dark, I would push back into the shadows the things that come forward too clearly, I would strip away the useless decoration. I do not ask that this be done everywhere, but perhaps we may be allowed at least one mansion where we can turn off the electric lights and see what it is like without them.

Our cooking depends upon shadows and is inseparable from darkness

I sometimes write in a cafe down the road from my house now because I feel guilty trying to work if I can hear them playing. I invariably end up sat in a corner, depressed, retreating into my own world.

I always like going to fancy Italian restaurants.

I listen to Morricone, the famed Italian film composer, while I'm working.

I can't stand it when restaurants don't have a sense of place in a city. When I'm in London, I want to know I'm in London. When you're sitting in my joint, you know you're sitting in Seattle.

I keep a band of music in my ante-room, he said once to her. It has orders to play without stopping; it renders me two excellent services. It keeps the sounds of the world from reaching the private apartments, and it makes the world think that dancing's going on within.

in the August night and the perspective of Beacon

She stood there waiting for me to approach, as though absolutely certain that I would take her by the arm and continue strolling down the avenue.

I went to Spago once, eight years ago. I had just closed a deal. I thought it would be fun to go to Spago and it wasn't. I got a bad table and nobody paid any attention to me.

New York and LA are both great places to visit, but I wouldn't want to live in either of them now. I find New York extremely claustrophobic and dirty. LA is quite a nice place. But there's no hustle and bustle, no street life.

A good restaurant is like a vacation; it transports you, and it becomes a lot more than just about the food.