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Methinks I will not die quite happy without having seen something of that Rome of which I have read so much.
Rome ... seems to me the place in the world where one can best dispense with happiness ...
Rome was a flea market of borrowed gods and conquered peoples, a bargain basement on two floors, earth and heaven, a mass of filth convoluted in a triple not as in an intestinal obstruction
Rome was so mighty that it could not fall. It had to vanish in a cloud, like so many of the mythical heros of antiquity, and to receive its apotheosis among the stars before men became fully aware that it had vanished from the earth!
History is not a book, arbitrarily divided into chapters, or a drama chopped into separate acts; it has flowed forward. Rome is a continuity, called 'eternal.' What has accumulated in this place acts on everyone, day and night, like an extra climate.
In Rome people seem to love with more zest, murder with more imagination, submit to creative urges more often, and lose the sense of logic more easily than in any other place.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Rome's riches are in too immediate juxtaposition. Under the lid of awful August heat, one moves dizzily from church to palace to fountain to ruin, a single fly at a banquet, not knowing where to light.
I have lived most of my life in Paris, but I have a connection with Rome that I have with no other place. I'm attached by invisible strings.
when in Rome, do like the Romans do.
Rome, believe me, my friend, is like its own Monte Testaceo, Merelya marvellous mass of broken and castaway wine-pots.
[Rome], who was formerly the gate of heaven, is now a sort of open mouth of hell.
It was Rome, on the fifteenth of October, 1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted friars were singing vespers in the Temple of Jupiter, that the idea of writing the decline and fall of the city first started to my mind.
I lived in Rome for about five or six months during Life Aquatic.
When in Rome, live as the Romans do; when elsewhere, live as they live elsewhere.
If a man comes up to me, I'm almost sure he's going to mention Rome, if it's a woman, it'll be 'Grey's Anatomy.'
Rome wasn't built in a day, except in Lego Land
I was born in London and raised in Rome until I was 4. Then we went back to London, where I went to school.
The City that knows how.
Rome is a city where in every corner you have a reminder of the sacred world. That's why I have sacred music, minimalist sacred music, which is also music I like, because at the end of the day, that's what I want to do.
Rome, like Washington, is small enough, quiet enough, for strong personal intimacies; Rome, like Washington, has its democratic court and its entourage of diplomatic circle; Rome, like Washington, gives you plenty of time and plenty of sunlight. In New York we have annihilated both.
Rome is my most favorite city, so I really enjoy to stay here and the whole tournament.
Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest ...
Rome was not meant to move, but to be beautiful. The wind was supposed to be the fastest thing here, and the trees, bending and swaying, to slow it down. Now
Can any one be so indifferent or idle as not to care to know by what means, and under what kind of polity, almost the whole inhabited world was conquered and
brought under the dominion of the single city of Rome, and that too within a period of not quite fifty-three years?
When in Rome; burn it.
It was in the Papal States that I studied the Roman Question. I traveled over every part of the country; I conversed with men of all opinions, examined things very closely, and collected my information on the spot.
I found Rome built of bricks; I leave her clothed in marble.
In Rome people spend most of their time having lunch. And they do it very well - Rome is unquestionably the lunch capital of the world.
I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.
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.
Another Country,
Washington, D.C., with its wide streets, confounding roundabouts, marble statues, Doric columns, and domes, is supposed to feel like ancient Rome (that is, if the streets of ancient Rome were lined with homeless black people, bomb-sniffing dogs, tour buses, and cherry blossoms).
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
Each, in its own way, was unforgettable. It would be difficult to - Rome! By all means, Rome. I will cherish my visit here in memory as long as I live.
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
Tis the center to which all gravitates. One finds no rest elswhere than here. There may be other cities that please us for a while, but Rome alone completely satisfies. It becomes to all a second native land by predilection, and not by accident of birth alone.
Rome seems a comfort to those with the ambitious soul of an Artist or a Conqueror.
When in Rome, live in the Roman way.
Rome will exist as long as the Coliseum does; when the Coliseum falls, so will Rome; when Rome falls, so will the world.
Rome was great in arms, in government, in law.
What is the city but the people?
Men, I'm getting out of Rome. Anyone who wants to carry on the war against the outsiders, come with me. I can offer you neither honours nor wages; I offer you hunger, thirst, forced marches, battles and death. Anyone who loves his country, follow me
When thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome.
Italy is the home of art and swindling; home of religion and moral rottenness
If I'm in Rome for only 48 hours, I would consider it a sin against God to not eat cacio e pepe, the most uniquely Roman of pastas, in some crummy little joint where Romans eat. I'd much rather do that than go to the Vatican. That's Rome to me.
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The world knows only two, that's Rome and I.
Farewell unhappy, hopeless, blasphemous Rome! The Wrath of God has come upon you, as you deserve. We cared for Babylon, and she is not healed; let us then leave her, that she may become the habitation of dragons, spectres, and witches.
Everything in Rome has its price.
Greece appears to be the fountain of knowledge; Rome of elegance
Rome took all the vanity out of me,for after seeing the wonders there, I felt too insignificant to live, and gave up all my foolish hopes in dispare.
Rome was not built in one day.
Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!
What have the Romans ever done for us?
Milan. What a beautiful place to die.
Nothing makes sense in Rome.
How is the newcomer to deal with Rome? What is one to make of this marble rubble, this milk of wolves, this blood of Caesars, this sunrise of Renaissance, this baroquery of blown stone, this warm hive of Italians, this antipasto of civilization?
There's one thing that I like about Rome that was stated by Napoleon: that from sublime to pathetic is only one step away. And in Rome there's a constant shifting between sublime and pathetic.
Even a tourist can tell in a Roman street that he is in something and not outside of something as he would be in most cities. In Rome to go out is to go home.
Rome is the one great spiritual organisation which is able to resist and must, as a matter of life and death, the progress of science and modern civilization
I came to Rome when it was a city of stone ... and left it a city of marble
Anywhere I go, there is always an incredible crowd that follows me. In Rome, as I land at the airport, even the men kiss me. I love Rome.
I have found two Roman sites in the area that I live in.
See the wild Waste of all-devouring years! How Rome her own sad Sepulchre appears, With nodding arches, broken temples spread! The very Tombs now vanish'd like their dead!
Graved inside of it, "Italy".
At Rome I love Tibur; then, like a weathercock, at Tibur Rome.
Out of the Roman States there is no country where I am Pope except the United States.
Repetita iuvant. Italy, a land of great saints, poets, sailors, artists, statesmen, businessmen, lawyers, intellectuals, professors, journalists, whores, gangsters, religious parasites and dickheads.
Ancient Rome was a violent place.
the dirty romans are forming up for calvery.
Toronto Sydney New Delhi
When you go to Rome, do as Rome does. Rome will be a ugly customer to you, if you don't. I'm your Rome, you know.
When we look at these types of things it echoes to lessons we haven't learned from the past. We still don't see Rome as a negative thing; we glorify the Roman Empire. It was a fascist state under the control of an incredibly authoritarian militant pre-emptive striking genocidal regime.
When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls
the World.
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.
Rome was as wonderful as I had hoped it would be, certainly a step up from Peoria.
The wheel of Rome spins constantly. Gods rise and fall, mortals live and die, and round and round we go. We all play a part in that wheel ... And I make sure the wheel never stops spinning. You see, if the wheel stops, balance is lost.
Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.
Yes, I have finally arrived to this Capital of the World! I now see all the dreams of my youth coming to life ... Only in Rome is it possible to understand Rome.
Cease to admire the smoke, wealth, and noise of prosperous Rome.
The cool, grey city of love.
She had always been fond of history, and here [in Rome] was history in the stones of the street and the atoms of the sunshine.
Do not expect me to fall in with the evil customs and ways of the world. I am in Rome, but I will not do as Rome does. I am an alien, a stranger, and a foreigner. My citizenship is in heaven.
Open my heart and you will see
Graved inside of it, "Italy".
Right there I knew I wanted, one day, to live in
Rome, because it was protected by a construction that could
bare the weight of the world.
San Francisco! City of dreaming spires, people live here ... Golden Gate Bridge, ahh the Romans came here.
A city where the Capitol Dome, perforated like a kitchen colander, is the symbol of how secrets are kept ...
Rome has betrayed itself. It knew the truth and chose violence, it knew humaneness and it chose tyranny.
I have my husband and children near me in Rome, and I feel this is where we are temporarily belonging. But personally, all my life, I have felt the absence of a sense of history.
What appalling tales we shall have to tell of the strange lands we visited; and of those lands, surely none was stranger or more barbaric than Rome!
Surrounded and absorbed, we tread like Etruscans on the edge of useless law; we pray to the giver of prayer, we give the cane whistle in ceremony, we swing the heavy silver chain of incense burners. Migration makes new citizens of Rome.
Rome wasn't deconstructed in a day.
There was a dream that was Rome. You could only whisper it. Anything more than a whisper and it would vanish, it was so fragile.
All roads lead to Rome, but our antagonists think we should choose different paths.
Rome, on the other hand, lost - suffering on that one day more battle deaths than the United States during the entire course of the war in Vietnam, suffering more dead soldiers than any other army on any single day of combat in the entire course of Western military history.
London is the epitome of our times, and the Rome of to-day.
The beauty of Rome is that you can wander into a pizzeria just about anywhere and get a real Italian pizza that's thankfully worlds away from the Super Supreme I used to order at Pizza Hut as a kid.
Italian cities have long been held up as ideals, not least by New Yorkers and Londoners enthralled by the ways their architecture gives beauty and meaning to everyday acts.
The student has his Rome, his whole glowing Italy, within the four walls of his library. He has in his books the ruins of an antique world and the glories of a modern one.