It (Las Vegas) is highwayman and whore on the desert road, a city both veneer and venereal, dedicated to waste and excess, heartless and without a heart; a town where, probably, nothing good or worthwhile has ever happened, nor ever will… As I set off I did not look back in case I was struck […]
Places Quotes
I’d rather be a lamppost in Chicago than a millionaire in any other city.
It is melancholy to sit on the piled stones amidst the wreck of this wonderful edifice (the Ramaseum), where violence inconceivable to us has been used to destroy what art inconceivable to us has erected. What a rebuke to the vanity of succeeding ages is here! What have we been about, to imagine men in […]
South Dakota: A part of hell with the fires burnt out.
A facade of skyscrapers facing a lake, and behind the facade every type of dubiousness. (Chicago)
New Zealand is a country of thirty thousand million sheep, three million of whom think they are human. (Dame Edna)
Well, at least we won’t have to go back through South Dakota. Apochryphal last words
Spain imports tourists and exports chambermaids.
Winnipeg is like Fargo, North Dakota, without the action.
In calling up images of the past, I find that the plains of Patagonia frequently cross before my eyes; yet these plains are pronounced by all wretched and useless. They can be described only by negative characters; without habitations, without water, without trees, without mountains, they support merely a few dwarf plants. Why, then, and […]
