Sunday, 9 February 2014

London

"Go Where we may, rest where we will'
Eternal London haunts us still."

(Thomas Moore)





"Paris is a women but London is an independent man puffing on his pipe in a pub."

(Jack Kerouac. Lonesome Traveller)

Thursday, 30 January 2014

The Painswick Yews

" Lets talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes
Write sorrow on the bosum of the earth,
Lets choose executors and talk of wills."

(William Shakespear. Richard III)











"Within its gates I heard the sound.
Of winds in cypress caverns caught
Of huddling trees that moaned and sought
To whisper what their roots had found."

(George Sterling. A dream of fear)

Sunday, 19 January 2014

Richmond

"Rilke wrote: These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving spaces between them, as though their growth it too increased."

(Gaston Bachelard)











"Trees, how many of 'em do we need to look at ?"

(Ronald Regan)

Monday, 6 January 2014

Paris

"....the greatest merit of the place is that one can arrange ones life here exactly as one pleases...."

(Henry James)











"Of course I have played outdoor games. I once played dominoes in an open air cafe in Paris."

(Oscar Wilde) 


Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Paris

"He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing more tragic. Nothing is more sublime."

(Victor Hugo)











"As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and make plans."

(Ernest Hemingway)


Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Merry Christmas

"Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home."

(Charles Dickens)




Have a good Christmas and a happy New Year and thank you all for checking out Fine Line.


Saturday, 21 December 2013

Seville

"Only put off till tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone."

(Pablo Picasso)













" For the born traveller, travelling is a besetting vice. Like other vices, it is imperious, demanding its victim's time, money, energy and the sacrifice of comfort."

(Aldous Huxley)


Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Seville

"A painter is a man who paints what he sells. An artist is a man who sells what he paints."

(Pablo Picasso)











"In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead in any other country."

(Federico Garcia Lorca)