#francis

San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories. ↗

— Jack London

#gone #memories #nothing #remains #san

I had a terrible motorcycle accident, in San Francisco as matter of fact. Doing a picture called... oh, this is terrible. It's a very well-known film and I can't remember the name. That's what happens when you get older... I fell off a bridge in San Francisco and was laid up for two years. ↗

— William Lucking

#bridge #called #doing #fact #fell

Others too would occasionally entertain and privately express such doubts; though we all had been most solemnly warned by the cruel murder of Saint Francis. ↗

— Maria Monk

#cruel #doubts #entertain #express #francis

I think that was very important to Bacon... personally. I think he went to great efforts to get a house for the Stratford man, to make it so difficult for us to prove that it was Francis Bacon, because it is very difficult to prove. ↗

— Mark Rylance

#because #difficult #efforts #francis #francis bacon

It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#san-francisco #travel #mysticism

Once the anchor of reason has been cut, one's craft may go anywhere. One may become a St Francis or equally a Hitler. ↗

— Brand Blanshard

#anywhere #become #been #craft #cut

Those who survived the San Francisco earthquake said, 'Thank God, I'm still alive.' But, of course, those who died, their lives will never be the same again. ↗

— Barbara Boxer

#alive #course #died #earthquake #francisco

I was dreaming about this—except it feels even better than I thought it would. Fucking fantastic. Clean sheets. You" Warrick moved across and kissed him gently, exactly as he’d imagined. Soft cotton and warm skin against him, soothing and luxurious. Hand on his back, touching carefully. He had a moment of fear that this was the dream, that soon he would wake up in the cell. Then a noise distracted him: distant firing in the city. He tensed, and Warrick’s hand stroked a circle over his shoulder-blade. More firing, but it was nothing to do with him. Nothing to worry about, even if he could manage it. Safe, here. He recaptured the tail end of a thought, before it disappeared into sleep. "Just you. ‘S enough." If Warrick said anything in reply, Toreth didn’t hear it. ↗

— Manna Francis

#manna-francis #the-administration #toreth-x-warrick #dreams

My sister and I were born in San Francisco. When our parents died, we came down here to live with relatives. ↗

— Freddy Fender

#came #died #down #francisco #here

I've been all over the world. I love New York, I love Paris, San Francisco, so many places. But there's no place like New Orleans. It's got the best food. It's got the best music. It's got the best people. It's got the most fun stuff to do. ↗

— Harry Connick, Jr.

#best #food #francisco #fun #fun stuff