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In St. Petersburg, the most abstract and intentional city on the entire globe. (Cities and be intentional or unintentional.
Well, it's the Czech Republic now, but more specifically Prague. I went there when I was 12.
I never wanted an independent Bosnia. I wanted Yugoslavia. That is my country.
Lord, if there is a heartache Vienna cannot cure I hope never to feel it. I came home cured of everything except Vienna.
We believe Slobodan Milosevic must be buried in his country, in Belgrade, at the Alley of Great Men.
As you travel around Slovenia,
Think of the tales the hills could tell you.
Share the awe of natural wonder;
Tread the trails, but as you wander
Honor the age-old endeavors to be
Literate, informed, democratic and free.
Prague. Praha. The name actually meant "threshold". Pollina had said the city was a portal between the life of the good and ... the other. A city of dark magic, Alessandro had called it.
When you set out to take Vienna, take Vienna.
A Mediterranean city is really my culture.
The quirky little melodrama that unfolded in Bosnia on 28 June 1914 played the same role in the history of the world as might a wasp sting on a chronically ailing man who is maddened into abandoning a sickbed to devote his waning days to destroying the nest
At the Konya bus station,
Toronto Sydney New Delhi
This city is like no other city in the world. It is brilliant but it is bloated, and I've never called it home
The international community is pushing things forward in Bosnia ... but it is doing it at expense of the Muslim people. I feel it as an injustice, these are the things that I cannot live with.
Prague is like a vertical Venice steps everywhere.
A city no worse than others, a city rich and vigorous and full of pride, a city lost and beaten and full of emptiness.
London, thou art the flower of cities all!
In Bosnia, little children shot in the head by a guy who thinks it's okay to aim his gun at a child.
Grouping and mutuality of countries and peoples in the Balkans is the only road that leads to economic, national and political liberation.
Two years ago, I shot 'Pillars of the Earth' in Budapest - it was a big part, but I had a lot of time to sit around and visit cafes.
Cairo writes, Beirut publishes, Baghdad reads.
Brooklyn, New York, and
from Uppsala, a Swedish city that doesn't interest many people. Even the inhabitants of Uppsala* themselves are embarrassed; the name of their city sounds almost like an excuse. Sweden has the highest suicide rate in the world.
Disgusting Serbs, get out!
Prague is the Paris of the '90s.
Barcelona is a very old city in which you can feel the weight of history; it is haunted by history. You cannot walk around it without perceiving it.
There's a part of bohemia I love. The lack of prejudice, the lack of aggression, I love the lack, for the most part, of competitiveness. It's more peaceful.
A decade ago young people en masse began declaring themselves as Yugoslavs. It was a form of rising Yugoslav nationalism, which was a reaction to brotherhood and unity and a feeling of belonging to a single socialist self-managing society. This pleased me greatly.
A city full of eight million people. It was all rather lonely sometimes.
Kabul is... a thousand tragedies per square mile.
( ... )where tourists and people from the city came in search of sand, sun and expensive forms of boredome.
Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.
I started my career with 'Refugee' in Bhuj. Now, it has become a full-fledged city.
There is really one city for everyone just as there is one major love.
Geneva, Switzerland..i thought it was only two hours
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
beautiful street in the Western world.
If you're curious, London's an amazing place.
New York City. Once it got into your blood, you could never get it out again.
While the war in Iraq was raging, I spent some time in neighbouring Jordan, meeting with Iraqi refugees who fled their country to try to find some place of safety. I interviewed many families about what had happened to them and what they did as a result.
He's doing something in Surbiton next. Or Serbia, one or the other.
I consider myself Istanbul's storyteller. My subject matter is my town. I consider it my job to explore the hidden patterns of my city's clandestine corners, its shady, mysterious places, the things I love.
The home of the homeless all over the earth.
So, where's the Cannes Film Festival being held this year?
outside the city. Fortunately for them,
Krakow the city of Kings, was no longer mine. I had become a foreigner in the place i had always called home
Serbia is open for business.
A fine city with too many socialists and mosquitoes. At least you can spray the mosquitoes.
The Muslims wanted to reign over the whole of Mostar, then gain ground to the sea and finally create an Islamic state. That is what our Croatians defend themselves against.
I believe when you're speaking English, you're allowed to refer to it as Prague.
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.
I have struck a city - a real city - and they call it Chicago. The other places don't count. Having seen it, I urgently desire never to see it again. It is inhabited by savages
London, ... like a bowl of viscid human fluid, boils sullenly over the rim of its encircling hills and slops messily into the home counties.
Thriving metropolis. Home to dozens.
Peru, Peru. My heart's lighthouse.
Istanbul is certainly in the process of transforming itself into an attractive cultural, tourist and financial center. But there are also millions of sad stories in this giant sea of immigration, poverty, misery and contradictions. So much anger, frustration and fury.
The haunting of history is ever present in Barcelona. I see cities as organisms, as living creatures. To me, Madrid is a man and Barcelona is a woman. And it's a woman who's extremely vain.
If the international community is not ready to defend the principles which it itself has proclaimed as its foundations, let it say so openly, both to the people of Bosnia and to the people of the world. Let it proclaim a new code of behavior in which force will be the first and the last argument.
You do not know it but you are the talk of all the town.
[Lat., Fabula (nec sentis) tota jactaris in urba.]
a city that took more from them than it ever gave back
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 ...
Paris, though it's a very famous city, it's very small, so people always tell themselves, "We're gonna love each other in Paris."
Bengalis love to celebrate their language, their culture, their politics, their fierce attachment to a city that has been famously dying for more than a century. They resent with equal ferocity the reflex stereotyping that labels any civic dysfunction anywhere in the world 'another Calcutta.'
Jamaica full of ghetto, but boy, I tell you: me never see it like that.
The assassination at Sarajevo was certainly the crucial precedent of the European war that its conspirators had sought, but was not the historical cause ... The assassination acted as a lever, prying the various powers into predictable paths.
The spirit of rebellion must live in Serbia. Only then will we know we are alive and not servants of a dictator.
New York - that unnatural city where every one is an exile, none more so than the American
London's where I was brought up. It's where my heart is and where I get my inspiration,
This city belongs to ghosts, to murderers, to sleepwalkers. Where are you, in what bed, in what dream?
Cairo is an exploding modern metropolis which nevertheless preserves within its heart the finest medieval city in the world...
In Berlin, things are serious but not hopeless. In Vienna, they are hopeless but not serious.
Messina between the volcanoes, Etna and Stromboli, having known the death-agony's terror. I always dread coming near the awful place, yet I have found the people kind, almost feverishly so, as if they knew the awful need for kindness.
I was born in Vienna on November 7, 1929, eleven years after the multiethnic Austro-Hungarian Empire fell apart following its defeat in World War I.
Kosovo is now the biggest problem confronting Yugoslavia
I like to be in a European city where I can speak my language.
We Bosniaks would for sure fight for integrity of Bosnia.
London goes beyond any boundary or convention.It contains every wish or word ever spoken, every action or gesture ever made, every harsh or noble statement ever expressed. It is illimitable. It is Infinite London.
I don't really remember much about Kosovo. I only remember growing up in London, where my parents had to basically start from scratch.
A city where the Capitol Dome, perforated like a kitchen colander, is the symbol of how secrets are kept ...
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.
New Orleans in an amazing town.
A big refugee camp governed by real terror and artificially pumped-up optimism - like the bastard child of Butlins and Colditz.
Another Country,
I love London. I'm a London fanatic. That's my city.
At this moment, my soul is in Lebanon, my heart in Paris, and my body in New York.
Aberdeen, a city in the northern reaches of HSBC-London. Their
I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home.
Snow, the Dnieper ... there's no more beautiful city in the world than Kiev.
The food in Yugoslavia is fine if you like pork tartare.
I feel absolutely no loyalty to Serbian, Croatian, or Bosnian national causes. I have no other emotion but utter contempt for people who helped destroy Yugoslavia, and I feel the same about the people who are now selling what is left of it." (p. 13)
Prague lay before him like a mysterious stranger in an old hat. An exotic woman waiting for him in poor light. Like an inviting gypsy with a brand-new iPod.
Tel Aviv appeals to me.
If I manage to write something that I consider good and valuable in a particular place, that spot automatically has a special aura for me. In Albania, there are two cities where I have written the majority of my work: Gjirokaster, my home city, and Tirana.
You know, in each segment of ex-Yugoslavia, multi-ethnic life is lost, except I think we somehow still have this in Serbia.
Searching for a lost city is a particularly European obsession.
I wouldn't want to live in Berlin. It's bombed out and there's a lot of techno.
When you live in a small town in the Ukraine, you definitely want to go to Paris.
London, London, London town,
You can toughen up or get thrown around.
a city is all about how you look at it
Barcelona is one of my favourite cities in the world. The fashion and people are just so effortlessly cool.