#town

My Dad, a small-town lawyer, was also named Paul. Until we lost him when I was 16, he was a gentle presence in my life. I like to think he'd be proud of me and my sister and brothers, because I'm sure proud of him and of where I come from, Janesville, Wisconsin. ↗

— Paul Ryan

#because #brothers #come #dad #gentle

I honed in on a great time, the Motown era, the '60s and '70s. That type of music has always been a staple in my life. ↗

— Raphael Saadiq

#been #era #great #great time #honed

I had been in so many towns and cities in America with John Kennedy, but I was not with him in Dallas, Texas, on November 21, 1963. ↗

— Pierre Salinger

#been #cities #dallas #had #him

Punk is just like any other sub culture or music. Straight rock music has those elements. I grew up in a place where the punk rock kids fed the homeless in the town square. ↗

— Justin Sane

#culture #elements #fed #grew #homeless

If you put up posters around town for high-school kids, high-school kids will come. If you're casting politicians, you can't put up posters and have politicians come down. ↗

— Gus Van Sant

#casting #come #down #high-school #kids

You don't want to be that parent - the one who dresses his kid in a cloth sack when all the other kids are in Armani cloth sacks - especially in a time like ours, when materialism is not only rampant and ascendant but is fast becoming the only game in town. ↗

— George Saunders

#ascendant #becoming #cloth #dresses #especially

When I'm in town on Sundays, I sometimes go down to the Central Bar in the East Village to watch English football. But my natural inclination now is to get in the car with my wife and kids and get out of town. ↗

— Joe Scarborough

#car #central #down #east #east village

I directed a piece of theater in Italy. We took nine fables from the town and we created a play. ↗

— Vincent Schiavelli

#directed #fables #i #italy #nine

He lived with his mother, father and sister; had a room of his own, with the fourth-floor windows staring on seas of rooftops and the glitter of winter nights when home lights brownly wave beneath the heater whiter blaze of stars--those stars that in the North, in the clear nights, all hang frozen tears by the billions, with January Milky Ways like silver taffy, veils of frost in the stillness, huge blinked, throbbing to the slow beat of time and universal blood. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#towns #winter #home

Well the thing is that the New York of 1846 to 1862 was very different from downtown New York now. Really nothing from that period still exists in New York. ↗

— Martin Scorsese

#downtown #exists #new #new york #nothing