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Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
Tinks titties Rache
Jenks
Yol Bolsun" (May there be a road) [Louis L'Amour}
The town of St. Charles near St. Louis was founded by a trapper named Blanchette. There is a section that's called Frenchtown on historical markers.
Headquarters in the Saddle.
New Orleans: The least annoying French place on Earth.
When I learned that near Roussillon there were ochre quarries and mines from which was extracted the ore which produced pigments in all the warm hues of the color wheel, I had a substantial artistic link to this region beyond mere love.
Fortune and love favour the brave.
[Lat., Audentum Forsque Venusque juvant.]
Dukhoborcheskaya
And just what is Antoine Roquentin? An abstraction. A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness. Antoine Roquentin . . . and suddenly the "I" pales, pales, and fades out. Lucid,
Paris for lunch, dinner in St. Petersburg.
Beate the dog before the Lyon.
The Revolution of 1848 found all the Rougons on the lookout, frustrated by their bad luck, and ready to use any means necessary to advance their cause. They were a family of bandits lying in wait, ready to plunder and steal.
a couple of our buddies from Le Pavilion had opened restaurants in the Catskills around Shan-daken and Hunter Mountain and spoke highly of the area, so Jean-Claude and I, along with a few other friends, rented a place there to use as a weekend retreat.
Rus, dancing alongside Roza like a monstrous, bedraggled pony.
Emil Drukker, the Head-hunter of Cologne.
What is Paris? ... Where nobody throws stones, for all live in glass houses.
Beautee eneuch to mak a world to dote.
Now, having left cities behind me, turned
Away forever from the strange, gregarious
Huddling of men by stones, I find those various
Great towns I knew fused into one, burned
Together in the fire of my despising ...
They're from France, Ruby said, Vogue magazine. They only speak French except for fuck you.
Florence Nightendick
Voluit!
Petra Hermans
25 September 2016
Homeland of patience, land of the Russian people.
Fairy damsels met in forest wide / By knights of Logres, or of Lyones, / Lancelot or Pelleas, or Pellenore.
- Who would carry the bell canto
- Of course Montserrat Caballe
between Scylla and Charybdis,
Where was this taken?" Jardin recovered enough to speak. "Near Lawrenceville.
I will cover the walls with words. It will be la chambre des mots.
Lake Wobegon, the little town that time forgot and the decades cannot improve.
I love the romance of Paris. I love Angelina [tearoom and pastry shop]. I always get a Mont-blanc [pastry] there.
One's emotions are intensified in Paris - one can be more happy and also more unhappy here than in any other place. But it is always a positive source of joy to live here, and there is nobody so miserable as a Parisian in exile from his town.
Marie Laurencin.
The siren that is this city speaks to us insistently even after we've moved away. She belongs to us, truly, and to each in a different way. Paris nous appartient.
A noble pair of brothers.
[Lat., Par nobile fratum.]
Mont Blanc confronted us, dazzling, immense, cut sharp out of the bue sky; more prosterous than the most baroque wedding cake, more convincing than the best photograph. It fairly took my breath away. It made me want to laugh.
I may be French, but I'm playing for Arsenal.
Though tyrants threat, though Lyons rage and rore
Defy them all, and feare not to win out.
In a village of La Mancha,
Sassicaia from Tuscany,
Saumensch, du dreckiges - it's about time!
At five in the morning the Loire is still and sumptuous with mist. The water is beautiful at that time of the day, cool and magically pale, the sandbanks rising like lost continents. The water smells of night, and here and there a spray of new sunlight makes mica shadows on the surface.
Bagby Hot Springs.
The truth is, Pierre - " "Percy.
Nowhere is one more alone than in Paris ... and yet surrounded by crowds. Nowhere is one more likely to incur greater ridicule. And no visit is more essential.
Capitaine Etienne Relais was known to be incorruptible in an ambience in which vice was the norm, honor for sale, and laws made to be broken, and men operated on the assumption that he who did not abuse power did not deserve to have it.
across the north plains of the Riddermark, Rohan the land of the Horse-lords. Ere long we shall come to the mouth of the Limlight that runs down from Fangorn to join the Great River. That is the
from Switzerland, came into the valley
Bonjour, the Embassy of France'
'Ah, bonjour, excuse me for asking but where is the French Coastguard?'
'At the coast. Guarding.
You were never told that Saint-Tropez is paradise?
On top of pique, umbrage, and ennui. Oh, the French diseases of the soul.
In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived not long since one of those gentlemen that keep a lance in the lance-rack, an old buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing.
Agreeing to differ.
[Lat., Discors concordia.]
with thick stone walls and high, slitted
We are thrilled with the response we are getting to Le Cirque at The Leela Palace New Delhi. Our goal is to bring a luxury dining experience consistent with international standards of excellence to the expanding and discerning clientele in India.
places, and incidents
the Valley of Boval, where the women and the cows were renowned for their udders.
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?
It's a town you come to for a short time.
As they say in Corsica... Goodbye
The Moulin Rouge is, like the West Village and the Nasdaq, one of those places that people who don't like to take risks come to for the thrill of being on the spot where risks once were taken.
Included in the Presqueville is the Cathedrale St.-Jean, a church built during medieval times, including both Romanesque and Gothic styles; its nave, with its flying buttresses flinging out their support as the walls sweep toward the heavens
I have undertaken vengeance. I want Liberty and Equality to reign in Saint-Domingue. I work to bring them into existence. Unite yourselves to us, brothers, and fight with us for the same cause.
Mister Hawe, you come along, not satisfied with ropin
In Paris there are wide cityscapes like nowhere else. Habit has made us indifferent to them. But those who wander around the city - keenly sniffing the air, looking to be moved, to be amazed - are very familiar with these places.
On the illusive "Monsieur Hortalez." When my friend Steven and I went looking for the building one afternoon, we came to the address at 47 rue Vieille-du-Temple and realized we had been there before.
Rosabelle - answer - tell - pray, answer - look - tell - answer, answer - tell.
There is no French town in which the wounds inflicted on the battle-field are not bleeding.
Among the classic tastes: bread sauce, Nuits St Georges Les Perdrix 1962, Worcestershire sauce, Toblerone and Bovril.
This is the city of disguises.
In French: La Fugitive, Albertine disparue Also translated as: The Sweet Cheat Gone, Albertine Gone
what Cremica can make even Britannia and Parle cannot make!
REVEILLE, n. A signal to sleeping soldiers to dream of battlefields no more, but get up and have their blue noses counted.
Fex urbis, lex orbis" (The dregs of the city, the law of the earth), from Les Miserables, attributed to St. Jerome
Aniimal Town:~) The place where Dreams & Adventures come true!
Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter
Salzburg ... is a mountain town with a rushing river running right through the center, everything in the rain various shades of green and brown.
Town VIII. Monseigneur in the Country IX. The Gorgon's Head
I'm not a Frenchie, I'm a Belgie!
In France, the people were the sport of a king's caprice. Everywhere was the shadow of the Bastille. It fell upon the sunniest field, upon the happiest home.
Prends l'e loquence et tords-lui son cou! Take eloquence and break its neck!
Forest University
Lyon is unusual and seems to be exceptionally incompetent at publicising itself. In fact, it doesn't want visitors. It fears discovery.
Ordinary French people. Citizens of fear.
My passion for the game comes from the city of Marseille itself. Unfortunately I can't go back there as much I want to because I play a lot here and abroad.
Rivers are roads that move and carry us whither we wish to go.
[Fr., Les rivieres sont des chemins qui marchant et qui portent ou l'on veut aller.]
Be careful, this is the greatest fencer since the death of the Wizard of Corsica. Do not burgle.
Frenchman: Germans with good food.
XVIII. THE LOCHINVAR METHOD XIX. ON THE LAKE XX. A LESSON IN PICQUET
What's that?" said Ron, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.
"Bouillabaisse," said Hermione.
"Bless you," said Ron.
"It's French," said Hermione.
Does anyone know where these gondolas of Paris come from?
[Fr., Ne sait on pas ou viennent ces gondoles Parisiennes?]
You will hardly conquer, but conquer you must.
[Lat., Male vincetis, sed vincite.]
Long live Montreal, Long live Quebec! Long live Free Quebec!
I am working with the enthusiasm of a man from Marseilles eating bouillabaisse, which shouldn't come as a surprise to you because I am busy painting huge sunflowers.
Venice once was dear,
The pleasant place of all festivity,
The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy.
That part of Rostrevor which overlooks Carlingford Lough is my idea of Narnia.
The forest of Compiegne. Look at it. Like a kind grandmother dozing in her rocking chair. Old trees practicing curtsies in the wind because they still think Louis XIV is king.
Pity that child who was born near Rouen,
His only crime, to arrive deformed.
For all of us who lived in Paris; we will never forget it because Paris is a moveable feast
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]