Places Quotes

Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.

I cannot forecast to you the action of Russia. It is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.

The soul of Poland is indestructible… she will rise again like a rock, which may for a spell be submerged by a tidal wave, but which remains a rock.

When first in the dim light of early morning I saw the shores of Cuba rise and define themselves from dark-blue horizons, I felt as if I sailed with Captain Silver and first gazed on Treasure Island. Here was a place where real things were going on. Here was a scene of vital action. Here […]

I have just returned from Boston. It is the only sane thing to do if you find yourself up there.

The first thing that strikes an Englishman about the landscape of New Zealand is the absence of atmosphere. The jagged hills stand out sharp against the clear sky like a photograph seen through a stereoscope. There are no half-lights, no melting mist or wreathing haze, no vague distances.

I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.

As an American, I can decide on any given day whether or not I wish to think of (foreign) abominations. I need not consider them. I can simply refuse to open the morning paper. In Israel, one has no such choice. There the violent total is added up every day. And nothing can be omitted… […]

And this is good old Boston, The home of the bean and the cod, Where the Lowells talk only to Cabots, And the Cabots talk only to God.

I guess it is the physical and cultural remoteness of South Dakota that compels everyone to memorialize almost every South Dakotan who has ever left the state and achieved some recognition. As a child I would pore over newspapers and magazines, looking for some sign that the rest of the world knew we existed.