#paris

There's always going to be comparisons, and that's unavoidable. There are people out there who feel I hit my peak with Magician and have gone downhill since. ↗

— Raymond E. Feist

#comparisons #downhill #feel #going #gone

Write about patriotism, about victory and defeat. Write about revolutions and rebels and prisoners and wars. About emotions, of love and hatred and disappointment and regret. Intangible love and uncolored hatred and heartbreaking disappointments and abysmal regrets. Write about the seven deadly sins, about stealth and murder and gluttony and greed. Don’t forget to write about saints and sinners all the same. Write the poor and the rich using the same words, make them equal for once. Write about mothers who lost their children, about those who never had to lose; I challenge you to tell me which hurts more. Write about darkness and light, about light in the dark and darkness in the light. Remember to write about lost friendships, about those who never found a shoulder when life shut its lights dim, or those who kept the secret to their sadness within. Be fair to them too. Remind the world of those who always had someone to love but not someone to love them back, craft their nights and dreams carefully. Don’t forget the writers, who keep promises with words and silence. Be subtle. Be warm. Remember heartbeats and heartbreaks. Remember everything, remember all, equally. And then let the world remind you: Words will never be fair to whatever you write. ↗

— Nema Al-Araby

#dreams #friendship #life #love #writing

I performed adequately at school, but in comparison to my older brother, who set the record for the highest cumulative average for our high school, my performance was decidedly mediocre. ↗

— Steven Chu

#average #brother #comparison #cumulative #decidedly

At home in Paris I take a milk bath two times a week, but here on the road it is more difficult. I miss them. ↗

— Anna Held

#difficult #here #home #i #milk

If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#feast #go #life #lived #lucky

A beautiful white silk scarf was around her neck, tucked below the fur collar. Her lips were well painted into a bright red cupid’s bow. Cute as hell I always told myself, with a tinge of regret. She had a steady girlfriend. ↗

— Paul A. Myers

#left-bank #paris #roaring- #beauty

The whole time I was modeling, I had a place in Paris, and a place in New York, and I was really single. ↗

— Boris Kodjoe

#i #modeling #new #new york #paris

Composing a piece of music is very feminine. It is sensitive, emotional, contemplative. By comparison, doing housework is positively masculine. ↗

— Barbara Kolb

#composing #contemplative #doing #emotional #feminine

I don't know how you prepare for something like that. I cannot imagine living in a fishbowl like that. I don't live here so I don't know it will be that bad anyway because I live in Paris and we don't have that sort of phenomenon there. So I don't know, we'll see what happens. ↗

— Diane Kruger

#bad #because #cannot #happens #here

I see myself raising my children in Europe, probably in Paris. ↗

— Diane Kruger

#europe #i #i see #myself #paris