Cities Quote by Amor Towles Download Open image “Every year, I would spend weeks at a time in the hotels of distant cities.” — Amor Towles ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cities Distant Hotels Time Year
I insist on two months' vacation each year and resting between performances, spending time with my family. — Mirella Freni Copy Share Image
I wouldn't mind if I had to travel every single day. I love meeting new people and experiencing new things, making new connections with… — Millicent Simmonds Copy Share Image
I do take a one-week vacation every year, and I go to London in the fall. — John Waters Copy Share Image
In an ideal world, I'd spend every weekend at my home in Zermatt in Switzerland. — Vanessa Mae Copy Share Image
In my head, I'd love to go on a vacation to somewhere exotic and far away and in the middle of nowhere. But then… — Ross Butler Copy Share Image
My life is spent in hotels, which tend to be quite disappointing if you're in them every night. — Michael McIntyre Copy Share Image
I normally get four weeks off each year, so often I'll go to Los Angeles, or if I have a weekend off, I'll do… — Tom Daley Copy Share Image
“To have even one year when you're presented with choices that can alter your circumstances, your character, your course- that's by the grace of… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“Rather than sitting in orderly rows in a schoolhouse, wouldn't one be better served by working her way towards an actual horizon, so that… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
That's how quickly New York City comes about - like a weather wane - or the head of a cobra. Time tells which. — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“Mostly, he said, I've been thinking about what I'm not going to do. When I think of the last few years, I've been hounded by regrets for what's already happened and fears for what might. By nostalgia for what I've lost and desire for what I don't have. All this wanting and not wanting. It's worn me out. For once,… — Amor Towles Copy Share
“In the doleful court behind my building a patchwork of windows was all that separated me from a hundred muted lives being led without… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“That is how time passes when one is left waiting unaccountably. The hours become interminable. The minutes relentless. And the seconds? Why, not only… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“Mishka would pine for Katerina the rest of his life! Never again would he walk Nevsky Prospekt, however they chose to rename it, without feeling an unbearable sense of loss. And that is just how it should be. That sense of loss is exactly what we must anticipate, prepare for, and cherish to the last of our days; for it… — Amor Towles Copy Share
“For eventually, we come to hold our dearest possessions more closely than we hold our friends.” — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
“As we age, we are bound to find comfort from the notion that it takes generations for a way of life to fade. We are familiar with the songs our grandparents favored, after all, even though we never danced to them ourselves. At festive holidays, the recipes we pull from the drawer are routinely decades old, and in some cases… — Amor Towles Copy Share
“For it is the role of the parent to express his concerns and then take three steps back. Not one, mind you, not two, but three. Or maybe four. (But by no means five.) Yes, a parent should share his hesitations and then take three or four steps back, so that the child can make a decision by herself—even when… — Amor Towles Copy Share
“But I've come to realie that however blue my circumstance,s if after finishing a chapter of a Dickens novel I feel a miss-my-stop-on-the-train sort… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
I make extensive outlines before I write a book. I usually know what will happen. I know the characters, and I know what they… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
Public infrastructure around the world is facing unprecedented stress, with hurricanes, cyclones, floods and forest fires all increasing in frequency and intensity. It's easy to imagine a future in which growing numbers of cities have their frail and long-neglected infrastructures knocked out by disasters and then are left to rot, their core services never repaired or rehabilitated. — Naomi Klein Copy Share
Surely, if Mother Nature had been consulted, she would never have consented to building a city in New Orleans. — Mortimer Zuckerman Copy Share Image
Cities are 2% of the earth's crust, but they are 50% of the world's population. — Carlo Ratti Copy Share Image
A man could be a lover and defender of the wilderness without ever in his lifetime leaving the boundaries of asphalt, powerlines, and right-angled surfaces. We need wilderness whether or not we ever set foot in it. We need a refuge even though we may never need to set foot in it. We need the possibility of escape as surely… — Edward Abbey Copy Share
All Germany was in turmoil. Revolutionaries seized power in the cities of Munich, Hanover and Cologne. One regional German government after another was toppled… — James Cross Giblin Copy Share Image
Nice is a city of ghosts and specters, but I hope not to become one of them right away. — Patrick Modiano Copy Share Image
I know of not one Republican candidate that would not appear publicly with Mitt Romney and I know many Democrats that don't even want… — Pete Sessions Copy Share Image
Just between you and me, shouldn’t the World Bank be encouraging MORE migration of the dirty industries to the LDCs [Less Developed Countries]?... I think the economic logic behind dumping a load of toxic waste in the lowest wage country is impeccable and we should face up to that... I’ve always though that under-populated countries in Africa are vastly UNDER-polluted,… — Lawrence Summers Copy Share
We will neglect our cities to our peril, for in neglecting them we neglect the nation. — John F. Kennedy Copy Share Image
I didn't know the city at all, but I was so happy to be in New York I cried. I was so excited. — Greta Gerwig Copy Share Image
Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale— you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath— the night… — Cesare Pavese Copy Share
