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Her self was an island.
Gerry Dawes, I can't thank you enough for opening up Spain to me.
It was then I thought of Corsica, the place we had discovered together. I craved the wind, the sun and salt, the simplicity of the island.
Ubi amo, ibi patria. Where I love. there is my home.
Avicenna California ... Museum of my twisted youth, vault of my dearest and most disgusting memories.
She summahs in Lake James, how mahvelous
Carquinez Strait
A good Havana is one of the best pleasures that I know.
Sunny, tell me truthfully, what are your intentions toward Talon? (Selena) What are you? His mom? I promise I'll respect him in the morning. (Sunshine)
Swells, Marina? we ocean, depths, Marina? we sky!
Her gaze dims as her nostalgia for Palermo overcomes her. Those smells of seaweed dried by the sun, of capers, of ripe figs, she will never find them anywhere else; those burnt and scented shores, those waves slowly breaking, jasmine petals flaking in the sun.
Our island. Our love. Our marriage.
Verranica, I will never leave you.
Sleeping Atlantis
Silent cool waters
dancing upon her skin ~
silent cool water
ushering dreams within...
I hate and detest Sicily in so far as I love it, and in so far as it does not respond to the kind of love I would like to have for it.
Where shall we honeymoon? Will you take me to Italy, to see the Botticellis?"
"I will take you anywhere you wish. Anywhere under the sky.
From no place can you exclude the fates.
[Lat., Nullo fata loco possis excludere.]
My inamorata, you know where I'll be: where I'll always be. Waiting. For you.
Estragon: I remember the maps of the Holy Land. Coloured they were. Very pretty. The Dead Sea was pale blue. The very look of it made me thirsty. That's where we'll go, I used to say, that's where we'll go for our honeymoon. We'll swim. We'll be happy.
Hay una estrella mas abierta
que la palabra 'amapola'?
Is there a star more wide open
than the word 'poppy?
Sicily is more beautiful than any woman.
no ordinary island, and
Insofar as Pancasila is concerned, I am only its formulator: a formulator of those feelings which have been present silently in the heart of the Indonesian people.
It's surreal to think that I own this beautiful island. It doesn't feel like anyone can own Lanai. What it feels like to me is this really cool 21st-century engineering project, where I get to work with the people of Lanai to create a prosperous and sustainable Eden in the Pacific.
Si todos los rios son dulces
de donde saca sal el mar?
If all rivers are sweet
where does the sea get its salt?
Sorcha," he whispered, and realized that he had called her so a moment before. Now, that was odd; no wonder she had been surprised. It was her name in the Gaelic, but he never called her by it. He liked the strangeness of her, the Englishness. She was his Claire, his Sassenach.
What I will always remember about Havana is the light...All I can see is the blinding light of Havana. It's burned into my retina. It still hurts my eyes.
Aislin is a - " " - drunken slut.
After a torrential rain. Acadia and her
the coast, irregular
It is the house of my dreams. My Tuscan dream! [Every Italophile's dream]
We feel a special bond with Sicily and its people - in fact, our first campaigns were shot in Sicily, like the one shot in Vucciria Sicilian historical market We enjoyed showing the faces and the characters that crowd that beautiful market every day.
A just fortune awaits the deserving.
[Lat., Fors aequa merentes
Respicit.]
The island is in Kenya, the water is in Uganda ... But the [Luos, a Kenyan ethnic group] are mad, they want to fish here but this is Uganda.
I think we all have archipelagoes in our minds.
More charming than that over there, you know! She made me very welcome, but her son had told her about the Patagonia, for which she was sorry, as this would mean a longer voyage. She was a poor creature in any boat and mainly confined to her
Angleterre Hotel,
Hello - what hotel is this - ?
Nicaragua sounded dangerous; she liked the word. Nicaragua! It sounded like some kind of spider. There it goes, under the table - Nicaragua!
Maya, Indian goddess of illusions. Siren of shipwrecked sailors. If only you lactated Pinot Noir, you'd be perfect.
With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.
I see myself as Kiki de Montparnasse, trying to get Man Ray's attention. (Sofia Navarro, 7th July 2012).
No matter what the challenge, Aurore always felt stronger on her own territory. Her deepest faith abided in her vines. She knew her childhood home on Cyprus like she knew her own body.
Spira, spera.
(breathe, hope)
She loves the sun and the sea. She is her happiest there.
The most isolated inhabited island in the world is Tristan da Cunha, an active volcano located in the middle of the south Atlantic Ocean 1,242 miles (2,000 kilometers) from the nearest land. Tristan da Cunha is Portuguese for "Where the fuck are we?!
Sitting under the candlenut tree in the courtyard is pleasant in the afternoon. Laced in shadows, frangipani & coral hibiscus ward away the memory of recent evil. The sisters go about their duties, Sister Martinique tends her vegetables, the cats enact their feline comedies & tragedies.
Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!
The beauty of the island [Bora Bora} wasn't limited to its turquoise waters or green hills. That was mere surface beauty. The real awe of the place was evident in its stories. There was one waiting beyond every curve of the shore.
Must every action - every word and thought - recall Alena? Swimming, currents, beaches, exhibitions, artists, parties. How long until my bodily presence had half the substance her absence did?
Maia, we now know, is going to land in Indonesia. They
around at the rocky landscape. "Are we sure this is the island
La heradera del dia destruida.
(The heiress of the destroyed day.)
You must love the land, my children, and ring it in with your love. For the land is the most precious thing on this island. It is like rain, like the heart of a woman.
Callie. (Sin)
Aye. (Callie)
Can you teach me what love is? (Sin)
The first goal to be able to divide my life between two lovely places, an island off the coast of France and a village surrounded by Spanish mountains has been achieved.
Buenos Aires is my favorite city. I think it's fantastic - but is a troubled, sort of psychologically troubled city.
The beloved's innocence brutalizes the lover. As the singing of a mad person behind you on the train enrages you, its beautiful animal-like teeth shining amid black planes of paint. As Helen enrages history. Senza uscita.
Nunc scio quit sit amor." Lat., "Now I know what love is.
Los vampiros," she whispered.
"Oh God, not the bloody vampires again," said Magnus. "No pun intended.
Venice astonishes more than it pleases at first sight ...
She was back on the island. On Yamatai. A hellish storm raged all around her.
Come back, come back, back to Jamaica
Don't you know we made a big mistaika
We would be so sad if you told us goodbye
And we promise not to shoot you out of the sky!
There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills. These hills are grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it ...
My first months in Sofia were a time of intense disorientation: I had never been to that part of the world before; I could barely speak the language; everything seemed strange to me.
Somehow, the love of the islands, like the love of a woman, just happens. One cannot determine in advance to love a particular woman, nor can one so determine to love Hawaii.
In Marrakech, Arabian open-heartedness is served up with a generous dose of pan-African mysticism, a dollop of French savoir-vivre, and a garnish of Moorish grace. The vibe is irresistible to meaning-of-life seekers and international hipsters looking for a scene.
Um, tequila please?" I asked questioningly, enunciating each word as best as my drunken mouth would allow. So really, it came out as "Uff, shakira pea?
Grassyasses." "Grassyasses?" everyone said in unison. "That means many thanks in Spanish," Mr. Farrington said with a swollen chest.
They had reached, she felt, a sunny island where peace dwelt, sanity reigned and the sun forever shone, the blessed island of good boots.
Sybil and Nancy leaned over to catch a glimpse of the sun sparkling on the muddy waters of the River Plate. The skyscrapers stood proudly in clumps and Sybil assumed that the patches of green were parks. In no time the plane was screeching to a halt and they had arrived in Buenos Aires.
will stab you, biiiiitch!" Margarita's voice!
Ireland?" "Small wet place across the Irish Sea," Barry offered kindly. "Where they drink a lot?" Lisa said faintly. "And they never stop talking. That's the place.
Abuelita speaks no english. she doesn't need to, zoe thinks. her smile fills and communicates so much more than the empty, half-said words of zoe's life.
Buffet." "Do you know what casino she
FOR SONIA SANCHEZ
Do you know what a tre vie is, Juliana?
Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints ...
And all of us with our closed eyes smelled the frangipani blossoms in the big rectangles of open wall, flowers so sweet they conjure up sin or heaven, depending on which way you are headed.
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?
Gilly Gilleshpee
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
Is there an island where people are awesome to each other with Starburst and Diet Pepsi?
The light, colors, and energy of Ibiza are constant sources of inspirations for my work. I always leave Ibiza recharged and full of ideas for new shades, looks, and products.
Peru, Peru. My heart's lighthouse.
Sometimes I just stand on the beach and look at the water, and Cuba feels so close it's unbelievable.
'Marielena' was a wonderful experience that so many people still remember today. It challenged me to practice my Spanish. Having been born and raised in Miami, English was very much my dominant language!
Artemis the bitch goddess. You know her. She's the one who stole your soul. (Simi)
She didn't steal it. (Gallagher)
Of course she did. She steals everything. (Simi)
Pamalican Island is a wonderful story told with the sparkle of fun and a true understanding of the magic of childhood. A magical journey for any child who dreams of desert islands.
Sherry is clearly from Iceland because it is not that warm out,
Can you speak Espanol?"
"Si."
"I think you're lying."
"What difference does it make? All I want is warm sunshine and sand between my toes.
Sourmelina's secret (as Aunt Zo put it): 'Lina was one of those women they named the island after.
Nellie grinned. "I always wanted to go to Venice. It's supposed to be the romance capital of the world."
"Sweet," put in Dan. "Too bad your date is an Egyptian Mau on a hunger strike."
The au pair sighed. "Better than an eleven-year-old with a big mouth.
Visual surprise is natural in the Caribbean; it comes with the landscape, and faced with its beauty, the sigh of History dissolves.
Enza studied the photograph of her parents on their wedding day as if it were a map. In a sense it was, as they were creating a destination, a life together.
Why come back to this empty house, and this Manila with a strange face; the one I never knew? All those lonely islands. They will keep afloat without me.
As soon as I saw her, I knew I had to stay far away from her. Being with her makes me feel like I've been starving for so long. Sofia has given me a taste of something I didn't know I wanted. Something I am now desperate for. Her.
Whoever is not too wise is wise.
[Lat., Quisquis plus justo non sapit, ille sapit.]
In the life of each of us there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness.
I love you, Mira ... my Mate. My life. You're my everything.