Tuesday, 31 December 2013


"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


"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


"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)