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Radical changes will come to the Netherlands. We stand for fundamental choices, and we need to make the right ones.
People come from all over the world to see this little place they've seen in movies and read about in history books: Soho.
New York is something awful, something monstrous. I like to walk the streets, lost, but I recognize that New York is the world's greatest lie. New York is Senegal with machines.
Of Bloemendaal was said to be one of the most beautiful in Holland. I had never seen it, only the trees at
Geneva, Switzerland..i thought it was only two hours
I was shocked, however, to discover that homeschooling is not allowed in the Netherlands. I could only imagine that after legalizing pot, prostitution and gambling, they had to outlaw something.
[On The Netherlands:] ... the entire country is a kind of saturated sponge ...
It's a strange city ... filled with things that are not obvious.
In St. Petersburg, the most abstract and intentional city on the entire globe. (Cities and be intentional or unintentional.
Manhattan ... capital of the 20th century, a city that has fascinated me for more than three decades.
The Annex is an ideal place to hide in. It may be damp and lopsided, but there's probably not a more comfortable hiding place in all of Amsterdam. No, in all of Holland.
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA REPUBLIC OF AMERICA
The City that knows how.
I like to be in a European city where I can speak my language.
Germany, the diseased world's bathhouse.
What is the city but the people?
The hinterlands. Where the criminals and the carnivals and the concatenating counterfeiters of no morals to speak of make a home.
NEW MILFORD, CONNECTICUT
But words are water in Amsterdam, they flood your ears and set the rot, and the church's east corner is crowded.
It could be Paris. It could be Rio de Janeiro. It could be anywhere but home: someplace, anyplace, disorienting enough to make him notice what he wouldn't otherwise see. (The medicinal benefits of disorientation can never be overestimated.)
If you're curious, London's an amazing place.
The Dutch are a very practical people.
CLEARVIEW, QUEENS
New Orleans in an amazing town.
[On the Netherlands:] There is not a richer or more carefully tilled garden spot in the whole world than this leaky, springy little country.
New York City is my playground.
New York - The city where the people from Oshkosh look at the people from Dubuque in the next theater seats and say These New Yorkers don't dress any better than we do.
I'm just a girl from Amsterdam. It's a small city. Everybody knows Amsterdam, but it's still a small city. To come from there, to work with Will. i. am ... it's like, 'What happened?! What did I do right?'
I have always lived in Amsterdam. During the war, we inhabited the Rivieren neighborhood where many Jews lived at the time. Our downstairs neighbors were Jews, and there were also Jews a few houses from us. We saw how they were rounded up and taken away. That made a very great impression on me.
in Staten Island. It
Aniimal Town:~) The place where Dreams & Adventures come true!
New York, forever the port of em- and de-barkation en route to Adventure.
London; a nation, not a city.
The funkiest housing in Holland is for low-income, and I think that's very nice.
Dutch prisons are probably the most civilized you're going to find anywhere in the world.
Jan-Peter offered to teach me the language of Amsterdam's red light district ... But after his first phrase
'Using the back door will cost you double'
I withdrew my request.
We arrived in Ulm just after the honeymoon, the moving there only prolonging it. Having slept that glorious jet-lag sleep right into evening on our first day, we took a walk through the streets of our new city, laughing aloud at our good fortune. How could we be living here?
It is going to be special to drive in the Netherlands because it means I can take part in a Formula One demonstration in a country where I have a lot of family and friends.
New York City is the place where people come to invent, reinvent, or find the room they need to be who they wish to be.
In Amsterdam, the river and canals have been central to city life for the last four centuries.
A city whose living immediacy is so urgent that when I am in it I lose all sense of the past.
My first experience in the Netherlands was very pleasant, extremely pleasant. I mean, I got my residence permit, refugee status, within four weeks of arrival. People treated me extremely well.
New York feels vibrant ... It feels electric to walk the streets at night.
God made the world, but the Dutch made Holland.
The home of the homeless all over the earth.
This city belongs to ghosts, to murderers, to sleepwalkers. Where are you, in what bed, in what dream?
London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful. Always it believes that something good is about to come off, and it must hurry to meet it.
every town, identical in the fundamentals and yet unique in the details. There
Philadelphia, wonderful town, spent a week there one night
When I first came to London, I loved hanging around in cafes, smoking, scribbling, dreaming. It was life-affirming and fun.
In Holland, everyone is an expert in painting and in tulips.
Three years ago, the white hope of the theatre. Today, a mug. That's New York for you. Puts you on a Christmas tree, and then - the alley.
We Dutch, we like to have an opinion, a strong opinion. We think we know everything better.
Berlin is my favourite city.
People ask me where I live most of the time, and it's kind of complicated for me to answer, because I'm not really sure. It's somewhere in between London, Rome, Paris, and Rio.
New York City, city of exaggerations. Place of Herculean ascensions and perilous falls.
No wonder the tulip is the patron flower of Holland. Looking at it one almost smells fresh paint laid on in generous brilliance: doors, blinds, whole houses, canal boats, pails, farm wagons - all painted in greens, blues, reds, pinks, yellows.
Denmark's a prison.
London! the needy villain's general home, The common sewer of Paris and of Rome! With eager thirst, by folly or by fate, Sucks in the dregs of each corrupted state.
Well, it's the Czech Republic now, but more specifically Prague. I went there when I was 12.
I like where I live here, in London.
I adore Copenhagen, where I live, but I'm really drawn to New York.
dystopia, a reliably clean, well-lighted place.
The cool, grey city of love.
London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.
I don't like to go to strange places. I was in Italy for about five hours on my way to Africa.
Amsterdam must have more than a million people. But the only area where jazz is really profitable and successful in an economic sense is in Japan. That's because they haven't been exposed enough.
In Sweeden every city looks the same. I've been to sixteen cities, and every single city is the same! The same cobblestone, the same McDonalds, the same everything. Everything was designed by the same guy. They must have saved a lot of money when they designed all the cities.
London, how could one ever be tired of it?
New York, home of the vivisectors of the mind, and of the mentally vivisected still to be reassembled, of those who live intact, habitually wondering about their states of sanity, and home of those whose minds have been dead, bearing the scars of resurrection.
The city is recruited from the country.
Belgian stranger - all
Belgium is modernizing itself and it gives me joy.
New York. The world's most dramatic city. Like a permanent short circuit, sputtering and sparking up into the night sky all night long. No place like it for living. And probably no place like it for dying.
("New York Blues")
There is a love for the real, an affection for the true, in all of Dutch art. A church interior with its stillness. A hand with its gesture. A landscape with its distances. A cloud with its motion.
The city is the size of a country, but has been operated like a candy store.
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
Went to Wiesbaden first, a pleasant, gay place, full of people.
Paris for lunch, dinner in St. Petersburg.
Thriving metropolis. Home to dozens.
If a ship's coming in from a port known to have plague of some kind, the damned Hollanders make the sailors swim ashore naked.
Holland?lies so low they're only saved by being dammed.
I flew from Madrid, Spain, to New York, USA, from where I embarked on what would become a 6.5-years-continuous-around-the-world journey. My aim was to treat the world as a single destination, and to explore it as if it were one huge country.
There are some great divers in Europe and I'm really excited about going to Eindhoven.
places, and incidents
This is Port of Spain to me, a city ideal in its commercial and human proportions, where a citizen is a walker and not a pedestrian, and this is how Athens may have been before it became a cultural echo.
We have now reached the point where you can wander down Queen Street in Auckland and wonder if you are still in New Zealand or some other country.
So, where's the Cannes Film Festival being held this year?
Well, you go to Holland and everybody's on a bike - nobody would think to have a car.
New Jersey. If there's anyone more purely foolish than a New Yorker, it's a fellow from New Jersey.
outside the city. Fortunately for them,
Hoboken is a neat place.
In Holland and Belgium, and afterwards in England, my happiest moments were in the country. I've always had a passion for the outdoors, for trees, for birds and flowers.
A fine city with too many socialists and mosquitoes. At least you can spray the mosquitoes.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania,
Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya.
There are days when I walk through the center of Stockholm when I get this sudden feeling of happiness - a sense of belonging and at the same time gratitude that I'm so privileged that I can live my life in my city.
Free trade creates jobs and prosperity in the Netherlands at the port of Rotterdam or the airport at Schiphol.
New York makes me swoony and in love. The New York of the 1880s was a place where black eye fixers did a brisk business and people were routinely killed for their shoes. But, the constant aspiration of the city never changes.
I am resolved, to go and plant myself in Holland or in Zeeland, and there await the issue which it shall please Him to ordain.
Born in England during the First World War, of Belgian parents with partly German roots, I grew up in the cosmopolitan city of Antwerp, where I had the benefit of a classical education taught in the two national languages of Belgium: French and Dutch.