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Istanbul ... the constant beating of the wave of the East against the rock of the West ...
Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest ...
I'd have to say Bali's my favorite place that I've visited.
Phoenix, Arizona: an oasis of ugliness in the midst of a beautiful wasteland.
Hollywood is Newark, New Jersey with palm trees.
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his destin'd Hour and went his way.
Passage Vero-Dodat - I started my company on this passage. It feels as much home as it can!
All the fabulous and fearless writers gathered here, whether they are living in Manila, the US, or elsewhere in the ever-growing Philippine diaspora, have a deep connection and abiding love for this crazy-making, intoxicating city. There's nothing like it in the world, and they know it,
My favorite hotel is the Villa Alilla in Bali. The setting is pure bliss, overlooking the ocean of Uluwhatu; the eye line makes you feel as if you're floating on top of the ocean.
The cool, grey city of love.
Los Angeles, this anthill, this slag heap, the city where I suffered and grappled with life and was defeated, and where I finally triumphed.
CLEARVIEW, QUEENS
on the outskirts of Johnson
But Mithgar ... Mithgar is yet wild, tempestuous, unkept, savage, turbulent, exciting. We come here to feel alive.
Hollywood - an emotional Detroit.
the Rey family grave at the
off for the highest pass on the Pamir Highway
The ocean, the desert, and the jungle are the last strongholds and resorts of peace. ("Fear")
It agitates me that the skyline there is forever our limit, I long for the power of unlimited vision ... If I could behold all I imagine.
Hollywood-a place where the inmates are in charge of the asylum.
beautiful street in the Western world.
I have to go someplace where I can soak myself in a creative atmosphere.
There exists no temple more beautiful and more calming than the nature itself!
My destiny doomed me to be in this desert land. I will map it.
Rememberatorium),
Mountain with a sweeping view of the mountain range. Under starlight,
This is the entrance
To the city of you...
A city that was to live by night after the wilderness had passed. A city that was to forge out of steel and blood-red neon its own peculiar wilderness.
( ... )where tourists and people from the city came in search of sand, sun and expensive forms of boredome.
Up there in my retreat, I feel the city calling to me. It winks at me with its myriad eyes, and I go out and get stiff as a board. I seek out companionship, and if I do not find friends, I make them. A wonderful, grand old Babylon.
That's Delhi. When life gets too much for you all you need to do is to spend an hour at Nigambodh Ghat,watch the dead being put to flames and hear their kin wail for them. Then come home and down a couple of pegs of whisky. In Delhi, death and drink make life worth living,
That place is turning into the Hotel California.
You know, you can check in, but you can never leave.
the deathless breath of the city.
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In a city of illusion, where change is what the city does, it's no wonder Las Vegas is the court of last resort, the last place to start over, to reinvent yourself in the same way that the city does, time after time. For some it works; for some it doesn't, but they keep coming and trying.
WindClan territory
How did I find myself here? Me - the man who wanted to walk around the world? On foot, no less. I wanted to be Passepartout, a traveller with little luggage, hopping from one train to another, a Thomas Cook, an Ibn Battuta. Where is Xanadu?
Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.
Viva Las Vegas with your neon flashin' and your one arm bandits crashin' all those hopes down the drain. Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime, turnin night into daytime. If you see it once, you'll never be the same again.
This is the city of disguises.
The Old West, mysterious, serious, with great beauty at every vista and terrible things happening whenever any people appeared.)
The Respect for Elders Retirement Home on Moranbong Street.
The most beautiful highway in the world
Jal Mahal, Jaipur, holds a special place for me and it is especially beautiful by night. I enjoy our stay at the old havelis in the region.
If all else perish, there will remain8 a story-teller's world from Singapore to the Marquesas that is exclusively and forever Maugham, a world of veranda and prahu which we enter, as we do that of Conan Doyle's Baker Street, with a sense of happy and eternal homecoming.
Land of Heart's Desire Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood, But joy is wisdom, time an endless song.
An ugly, lovely town ... crawling, sprawling ... by the side of a long and splendid curving shore. This sea-town was my world.
I am in an undisclosed location. I call it . . . the Laaaair." "The Lair?" Steve said, laughing. "Hey, every Evil Overlord has to have a lair," Tyler said. "I couldn't find a volcano next to a piranha pit but it's close . . .
the wizard prison,
Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows in yonder West; the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes and great cloud continents of sunset-seas.
In this city, every deserted street corner conceals a crowd. It appears in a minute when something disrupts the way in which the world is supposed to work. It can disappear almost as instantaneously.
The home of the homeless all over the earth.
Merciless Mart, with its grand lobby. I glimpse the Abnegation
Above us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.
This is my empire, Uriang-Khadai. I will not be made to leave. Ready the tumans for battle, Orlok. I will face my enemies and I will destroy them.
A waste land lit by holy candles.
magnificent canyon of fashion.
Before the 'Fast & Furious' promo in Manila, I went on a vacation in the Philippines 10 years earlier. I loved it. My 'Miss Saigon' friends showed me around.
(Moonlit nights)
On the beach of my thoughts
Full is overlooking some days..
,And it's flood ..
But, Isles is always coming
...
And the vision becomes clearly
You can draw any kind of picture you want on a clean slate and indulge your every whim in the wilderness in laying out a New Delhi, Canberra, or Brasilia, but when you operate in an overbuilt metropolis, you have to hack your way with a meat ax. (Robert Moses)
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
Hollywood ... the most sensational merry-go-around ever built.
Sometimes, I wonder where my place in this town called 'Hollywood' is - and that can give you a really dull headache.
There were few signs of her people in the galaxy these days other than the notorious bounty hunter Boba Fett, who wore Mandalorian armor. His captures and kills had only helped spread the legend that the Mandalorians were the most fearsome warriors in the galaxy.
Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
Toronto Sydney New Delhi
The Mind of Man
My haunt, and the main region of my song.
The palace of the Saggese family, once the great landowner of those parts. An archway
And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there ... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will.
But there was no place like this in the world. Not so serene. So loved by its people and its rulers. The
God has blessed the vale of Kashmir with grace and grandeur. It is a land of lush green meadows, crystal clear springs and lakes, the majestic rivers and streams, the snow white and roaring cataracts, sweet waters, high snow-covered peaks make it a perfect archetype of the promised land of God.
paradise for people who look as if they have just stepped out of a Barbour catalogue.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania,
Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya.
Bali and the Aman resorts are all very luxurious, great places to go.
Tel Aviv appeals to me.
What is this place? Jurassic Park?
This city belongs to ghosts, to murderers, to sleepwalkers. Where are you, in what bed, in what dream?
I always thought I'd live in Paris, Rome, Madrid - at least for a while. It strikes me now that I didn't dream of Zanzibar or Papeete or Tashkent: even my fantasy was cautious, a good girl's fantasy, a blanched almond of a fantasy. Today, even that is enough to clench my fists and curl my toes. In
The San Francisco skyline sparkles in the distance, the bay spread out before it like a shark-infested welcome mat.
Honolulu, it's got everything. Sand for the children, sun for the wife, sharks for the wife's mother.
Las Vegas is a SimCity game gone horribly wrong.
PANDEMONIUM, n. Literally, the Place of All the Demons. Most of them have escaped into politics and finance, and the place is now used as a lecture hall by the Audible Reformer.
I love Star City - it is my home.
The thing about Mumbai is you go five yards and all of human existence is revealed. It's an incredible cavalcade of life, and I love that.
Pattaya is what the end of civilization will look like.
My fellow, you strike me at present as being situated in the moon, kingdom of dream, province of illusion, capital: Soap-Bubble.
The City that God is building for you and me, not even death can pass its gates! God's City of Tomorrow, His garden of the gods, will have no pain nor death nor sorrow!
go-go hall on my way home from school.
I required a destination that was worthy of many visits.
Wherever you feel peacefulness, you might call it home
My Solo Adventure #1- Bali: Imagination unlocked, escaping a cage drawn by a relentless life. Soul freed, reaching beyond the hidden dimensions of an uncertain universe. Thirst. Hunger. Rebirth. For forever we are greedy.
Its a town eat town world
Art in progress. MAK has occupied a unique and valuable space as international host for discourse between the arts and architecture.
The horizon bounded by a propitious sky, azure, marbled with pearly white.
A mission to Rangoon we had been accustomed to regard with feelings of horror. But it was now brought to a point. We must either venture there or be sent to Europe.
It is the real, and not the map, whose vestiges subsist here and there, in the deserts which are no longer those of the Empire but our own: The desert of the real itself.
Next morning get up early and go to the Taj Mahal. Perhaps you've heard of it, big white building named after that Indian restaurant on the Lothian Road.
I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall.
Bali is one of my favorite places in the world. In one of my past lives, I believe I was living on the island of Bali.
That is my home of love: if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged.