Quotes About Langdon

A walkable community has to have useful things for people to walk to.

Philip Langdon's A Better Place to Live is a painstaking examination of how to "retrofit" American suburbs and when we come to the necessary matter of re-writing the building and zoning codes, this book should be one of the primers.

If people hate Michael Langdon, that's a good thing. I'm not going to debate that. I don't worry about making him likeable... My real focus in playing Langdon is making his intentions clear and how he operates and what his mission is and how he shapes the perception of who he is around people.

Relax, Langdon whispered. Do your piranha thing.

Despite Langdon's six-foot frame and athletic build, Anderson saw none of the cold, hardened edge he expected from a man famous for surviving an explosion at the Vatican and a manhunt in Paris. This guy eluded the French police…in loafers? He looked more like someone Anderson would expect to find hearthside in some Ivy League library reading Dostoyevsky.

Langdon turned to Sophie. Who is that? What... happened? Teabing hobbled over. You were rescued by a knight brandishing an Excalibur made by Acme Orthopedic.

He saw blurry white forms. Why they all are wearing white? Langdon decided he was either in an asylum or heaven. From the burning in his throat, Langdon decided it could not be heaven.

The fog began to lift. Langdon felt a wave of relief. He hated hospitals, but they certainly beat aliens harvesting his testicles.

Professor Langdon?' A male student at the back raised his hand, sounding hopeful. 'Are you saying that instead of going to chapel, we should have more sex?' Langdon chuckled, not about to take the bait. From what he'd heard about Harvard parties, these kids were having more than enough sex.

She was being buffeted by the air currents but grinned and flashed Langdon the thumbs-up sign. Langdon smiled weakly and returned the gesture, wondering if she knew it was the ancient phallic symbol for masculine virility.

After listing the vast array of famous composers, artists, and authors who had created works based on Dante's epic poem, Langdon scanned the crowd. "So tell me, do we have any authors here tonight?" Nearly one-third of the hands went up. Langdon stared out in shock. Wow, either this is the most accomplished audience on earth, or this e-publishing thing is really taking off.

William Blake," Langdon said. " 'The dark religions are departed and sweet science reigns.'

fessor Langdon? Are you there? The phones are disabled. You're my only contact. Professor Langdon?!" "Yes—Winston? I'm here," Langdon replied over the sound of applause around him. "Thank goodness," Winston said. "Listen carefully. We may have a serious problem.

makeup that Langdon could see, her complexion appeared unusually smooth, the only blemish a tiny beauty mark just above her lips. Her eyes, though a gentle brown, seemed unusually penetrating, as if they had witnessed a profundity of experience rarely encountered by a person her age. 'Dr. Marconi doesn't speak much English,' she said, sitting down beside him, 'and he asked me to fill out your admittance form.' She gave

In that instant, Langdon felt the tiniest of tremors in the earth beneath him, as if a tipping point had been reached … as if religious thought had just traversed the farthest reaches of its orbit and was now circling back, wearied from its long journey, and finally coming home.

Langdon une esfuerzos con la criptóloga francesa Sophie Neveu y descubre que el conservador del museo pertenecía al priorato de Sión

flashed Langdon the thumbs-up sign. Langdon smiled weakly and returned the gesture, wondering if she knew it was the ancient phallic symbol for masculine virility.

On the back of the Trike, Langdon looked ahead and immediately shared her apprehension.

bodies. Langdon gazed out at the expanse, lost in his thoughts of all that had transpired in the last few days. The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis.

Langdon recordó que el problema legal de Galileo había comenzado cuando afirmó que el movimiento planetario era elíptico.

Despite Langdon's assurances that the keystone had nothing to do with her past, Sophie still sensed something deeply personal entwined within this mystery, as if this cryptex, forged by her grandfather's own hands, were trying to speak to her and offer some kind of resolution to the emptiness that had haunted her all these years.

As Langdon entered the kitchen, he felt much steadier on his feet. He was wearing the neighbor's Brioni suit, which fit remarkably well. Even the loafers were comfortable, and Langdon made a mental note to switch to Italian footwear when he got home.

Langdon held his ground, finally feeling like he was about to get some answers. "Who are the soldiers in black suits? Why are they trying to kill me?" "Long story," the man said. "I'll explain on the way." Langdon frowned, not entirely liking this answer.

A onipresença do PHI na Natureza – disse Langdon, apagando as luzes – claramente está além da coincidência, e assim os antigos presumiram que o número PHI deve ter sido predeterminado pelo Criador do universo.