The city of cats and the city of men exist one inside the other, but they are not the same city. — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Memory is redundant: it repeats signs so that the city can begin to exist. — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
I have tried to remove weight, sometimes from people, sometimes from heavenly bodies, sometimes from cities; above all I have tried to… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours. — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd,… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Traveling, you realize that differences are lost: each city takes to resembling all cities, places exchange their form, order, distances, a shapeless… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“The catalogue of forms is endless: until every shape has found its city, new cities will continue to born. When the forms… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
The more one was lost in unfamiliar quarters of distant cities, the more one understood the other cities he had crossed to… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“With cities, it is as with dreams: everything imaginable can be dreamed, but even the most unexpected dream is a rebus that… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
There is still one of which you never speak.' Marco Polo bowed his head. 'Venice,' the Khan said. Marco smiled. 'What else… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Clarice, the glorious city, has a tormented history. Several times it decayed, then burgeoned again, always keeping the first Clarice as an… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Memory's images, once they are fixed in words, are erased," Polo said. "Perhaps I am afraid of losing Venice all at once,… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Journeys to relive your past?' was the Khan's question at this point, a question which could also have been formulated: 'Journeys to… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
For those who pass it without entering, the city is one thing; it is another for those who are trapped by it… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
Perhaps everything lies in knowing what words to speak, what actions to perform, and in what order and rhythm; or else someone's… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
My working method has more often than not involved the subtraction of weight. I have tried to remove weight, sometimes from people,… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
what he sought was always something lying ahead, and even if it was a matter of the past it was a past… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“In the streets of Cecilia, an illustrious city, I met once a goatherd, driving a tinkling flock along the walls. "Man blessed… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“In Chloe, a great city, the people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“After a seven days' march through woodland, the traveler directed toward Baucis cannot see the city and yet he has arrived. The… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“(one would say yes, if not every day, at least fairly regularly), whether only for yourself or also for others (often only for yourself,… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“The Great Khan tried to concentrate on the game: but now it was the game’s reason that eluded him. The end of every game… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Or else you can say, like the camel driver who took me there: "I arrived here in my first youth, one morning, many people… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“The naked man had lost hope now; he would never be able to return to the earth's surface;he would never leave the bottom of… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“The art of writing tales consists in an ability to draw the rest of life from the little one has understood of it; but… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“I ask you to come down to earth," said the Baron in a calm, rather faint voice, "and to take up the duties of… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
The unconscious is the ocean of the unsayable, of what has been expelled from the land of language, removed as a result of ancient… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“... KUBLAI: We have proved that if we were here, we would not be. POLO: And here, in fact, we are.” — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“And yet, in Raissa, at every moment there is a child in a window who laughs seeing a dog that has jumped on a… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Ludmilla, now you are being read. Your body is being subjected to a systematic reading, through channels of tactile information, visual, olfactory, and not… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Once the process of falsification is set in motion, it won't stop. We're in a country where everything that can be falsified has been… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Your case gives me new hope," I said to him. "With me, more and more often I happen to pick up a novel that… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
