QUOTES of the WEEK


“You could dictate [the fishing trip to the Black Forest], but you could not dictate the Place Contrescarpe where the flower sellers dyed their flowers in the street and the dye ran over the paving where the autobus started and the old men and the women, always drunk on wine and bad marc; and the children with their noses running in the cold; the smell of dirty sweat and poverty and drunkenness at the Cafe des Amateurs and the whores at the Bal Musette they lived above.” (Hemingway, Snows of Kilimandjaro)

"Every place is the same [...]. The only thing that matters is who's there. New scenery is fine for half an hour, but after that you want your own kind to see." (Fitzgerald, "One Trip Abroad").