#place

They're not even within 100 miles of Baghdad. They are not in any place. They hold no place in Iraq. This is an illusion... they are trying to sell to the others an illusion. ↗

— Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf

#baghdad #even #hold #illusion #iraq

I like to believe there are ghosts all over the place! ↗

— Dominic West

#ghosts #i #like #over #place

The ease with which barley may be substituted directly for wheat in human food and its usefulness to replace wheat milling by-products as feed in the production of the milk supply render its abundant production important. ↗

— David F. Houston

#barley #directly #ease #feed #food

I like books that aren't just lovely but that have memories in themselves. Just like playing a song, picking up a book again that has memories can take you back to another place or another time. ↗

— Emma Watson

#another #another time #back #book #books

Once you figure out who you are and what you love about yourself, I think it all kind of falls into place. ↗

— Jennifer Aniston

#figure #love #place #you #yourself

Love makes you see a place differently, just as you hold differently an object that belongs to someone you love. If you know one landscape well, you will look at all other landscapes differently. And if you learn to love one place, sometimes you can also learn to love another. ↗

— Anne Michaels

#place #love

When you're taught to love everyone, to love your enemies, then what value does that place on love? ↗

— Marilyn Manson

#everyone #love #place #taught #then

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering. ↗

— Jane Austen

#does #having #less #love #nothing

You can't love a city if you have no memories burried there. ↗

— Marina Tavares Dias

#love #memories #places #love

Traffic's not too bad on Sheridan, and I'm cornering the car like it's the Indy 500, and we're listening to my favorite NMH song, "Holland, 1945," and then onto Lake Shore Drive, the waves of Lake Michigan crashing against the boulders by the Drive, the windows cracked to get the car to defrost, the dirty, bracing, cold air rushing in, and I love the way Chicago smells—Chicago is brackish lake water and soot and sweat and grease and I love it, and I love this song, and Tiny's saying I love this song, and he's got the visor down so he can muss up his hair a little more expertly. ↗

— John Green

#love