"We are homesick for places, we are reminded of places, it is the sounds and smells and sights of places which haunt us and against which we often measure our present."

-- Alan Gussow

#Sight Quotes #Smell Quotes #Sound Quotes

“I have been to Buckingham Palace and 10 Downing Street but cannot get on the BBC. I am very disappointed because it boils down to snobbery.”
“I'd love to work with Sufjan Stevens. He so gets it. He's amazing.”

Source : "'Idol' winner Lee DeWyze: 'I'm free to do what I want now'". Le DeWyze's Final National Media Conference Call, www.usatoday.com. May 29, 2010.
“But ah! disasters have their use; And life might e'en be too sunshiny...”

Source : Charles Stuart Calverley (1872). “Fly Leaves”, p.58
“Nature has become something new. It is ours now, truly. And if our creation devours us, how poetic will that be?”
“Valerie Sherwood, I said to myself, you're going to die.”
“By rebuilding transportation so that you're not owning this thing that just sits there all the time, you get to rebuild cities in the process. If we do this right as a country, we have a chance to re-create our cities with the people, rather than cars, at the center. Our cities today have been built for the car. They've been built for car ownership. Imagine walking around in the city where you don't see any parking lots and you don't need that many roads.”

Source : Source: www.vanityfair.com
“Pure, existential space was regularly winking at me, each time in a more impressive manner, and this sensation of total freedom attracted me so powerfully that I painted some monochrome surfaces just to 'see,' to 'see' with my own eyes what existential sensibility granted me: absolute freedom!”

Source : "Yves Klein, 1928 - 1962, Selected Writings". Book by Yves Klein, ed. J & J. p.15, 1974.
“Do you see the Field of Mars, where I walked next to my bride in her white wedding dress, with red sandals in her hands, when we were kids?â€ â€œI see it well.â€ â€œWe spent all our days afraid it was too good to be true, Tatiana,â€ said Alexander. â€œWe were always afraid all we had was a borrowed five minutes from now.â€ Her hands went on his face. â€œThatâ€™s all any of us ever has, my love,â€ she said. â€œAnd it all flies by.â€ â€œYes,â€ he said, looking at her, at the desert, covered coral and yellow with golden eye and globe mallow. â€œBut what a five minutes itâ€™s been.”

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