Top 1200 Salt Lake City Quotes & Sayings - Page 11

The price of property in city centres is making it impossible, particularly in the big cities, for any kind of social mix to take place. It's castrating the whole notion of city life

I first discovered Tampa in my 20s when I met my wife, who was living there, and I instantly fell in love with the city. It's somewhere between a big city and small town, so you get the feeling of both.

We told Stanley Roberts to go on a water diet, and Lake Superior disappeared.

I've always had a connection here in the city from the first day I arrived. I stayed in the city. I made San Francisco my home. I was seen in the offseason at a lot of different functions, and people liked that.

Do you know what Agelisas said, when he was asked why the great city of Lacedomonie was not girded with walls? Because, pointing out the inhabitants and citizens of the city, so expert in military discipline and so strong and well armed: "Here," he said, "are the walls of the city," meaning that there is no wall but of bones, and that towns and cities can have no more secure nor stronger wall than the virtue of their citizens and inhabitants.

When I talk about the city, I talk about a city that elevates people, which is the strength of New York. We always had the ability to do that. We had the services to do that: good schools, living-wage jobs. We're moving away from that toward a two-tiered system: a small group of very wealthy people and the rest of the city, poor and working poor.

If you thrive on the city energy it is necessary to leave the city frequently and to walk in parks, to get away from people. You are more sensitive than you realize. Find a spot that makes you happy.

Lake Tahoe is a California treasure and we must do everything we can to protect it for future generations.

Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.

The Family is the salt of the earth and the light of the world, it is the leaven of society.

I love nuts and popcorn with olive oil and sea salt.

When you're working on a lake and it's dark and cold out and you can't see what's underwater, it is freaking scary!

My favorite is Steamfresh broccoli with just a hint of garlic salt.

I love being on the road. I love that lifestyle, traveling city to city, rocking out and moving on to the next place.

There's folks as make bad butter and trusten to the salt t' hide it.

I fell in love with New York. It was like every human being, like any relationship. When I was a young New Yorker, it was one city. When I was a grown man, it was another city. I worked with many dance organizations and many wonderful people. In the '90s, it became kind of a hard and unwelcoming city in many ways. It became conservative, like the whole country.

It took me all my life to learn how to salt a tomato.

The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.

Our purpose in founding the city was not to make any one class in it surpassingly happy, but to make the city as a whole as happyas possible.

Few places on earth have been as affectionately alchemised into literature as the Lake District.

I'm highly distractable, and I have too many things on my mind very often. When I'm driving in the city, it drives me so crazy - the city traffic and the parking - I just take cabs everywhere.

There's no greater city between Memorial Day and Labor Day than Chicago. It's the single best summer city in America.

I went to the Lake District to see what kind of a country it could be that would produce a Wordsworth.

All my ego wants is to be sitting by a lake in Italy. It doesn't want to be backstage, warming up.

All the streams carry the wisdom of the forest to the lake, and over there, silence replaces the noise!

I don't wonder anymore what I'll tell God when I go to heaven when we sit in the chairs under the tree, outside the city........I'll tell these things to God, and he'll laugh, I think and he'll remind me of the parts I forgot, the parts that were his favorite. We'll sit and remember my story together, and then he'll stand and put his arms around me and say, "well done," and that he liked my story. And my soul won't be thirsty anymore. Finally he'll turn and we'll walk toward the city, a city he will have spoken into existence a city built in a place where once there'd been nothing.

We may have city lights and the glow of touch screens to obscure our view, but God's world is still near at hand, even right here in New York City where I live.

Making a decision to write was a lot like deciding to jump into a frozen lake.

By mid-morning a rain as fine as silk spills was weaving over the lake.

Women are smart in business and dumb in love. They won't date outside their zip code, let alone outside the city. They are city snobs.

One time, I threw a candy wrapper on the street. I was with a friend who said to me, You just littered on the street! Don't you care about the environment? And I thought about it, and I said, You know what? This isn't the environment. This is New York City. New York City is not the environment. New York City is a giant piece of litter. Next to Mexico City, it's the shittiest piece of litter in the world. Just a pussy, runny, smokin', stinkin' piece of litter.

City planning finds its validation in the intuitive recognition that a burgeoning market society can not be trusted to produce spontaneously a habitable, sanitary, or even efficient city, much less a beautiful one.

This is kind of weird, but I eat lemons with salt as snack. They're so good!

For more than a century, New York City has been home to a constellation of department stores whose openings, closings, and transformations have charted the fortunes and foibles of the city itself.

My priorities are to continue to fight for manufacturing in my state and for jobs and health care and deal with lead issues in my beloved city of Cleveland, where I live, and every other city in the industrial Midwest.

I have a fond place in my heart for Seattle, so I hope that an NBA team comes back to this great city, this great sports city.

The city was asleep on its right side and shaking with violent nightmares. Long puffs of snoring came out of the chimneys. Its feet were sticking out because the clouds did not cover it altogether. There was a hole in them and the white feathers were falling out. The city had untied all its bridges like so many buttons to feel at ease. Wherever there was a lamplight the city scratched itself until it went out.

White, black and yellow men - they all cry salt tears.

all the salt of Turkish life consists of politics and official intrigue.

I always listen to records that I've been a part of with a grain of salt.

The old Catholic parties hounded me with a Christian hatred from station to station, city to city, one stage to another.

[Edinburgh] is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas. A city so beautiful it breaks the heart again and again.

It's been amazing getting to go from city to city and perform for thousands of people. It's an amazing feeling, and the energy is crazy.

I grew up with a big backyard that led to the sand dunes of Lake Michigan.

We've all got troubles. We all make mistakes. But let's not take a little river turn it into lake.

Never, under any circumstance, do I touch soup, as I do not believe in building a meal on a lake.

In a city like New York, especially for young professionals who aren't in a family situation, most people don't cook for themselves. This is the only city I've ever lived in where I eat out every night.

One thing I like about Argentina, they only cook with salt; that's it.

Dark chocolate, and salt and vinegar chips are my weakness - but not together.

Once I thought that Lake Forest was the most glamorous place in the world. Maybe it was.

What I've learned is Twitter is only a bubble - take it with a pinch of salt.

I take New Years with a grain of salt and three aspirins.

People do not realise that many of my works are done in urban places. I was brought up on the edge of Leeds, five miles from the city centre-on one side were fields and on the other, the city.

When I initially moved to the city, I had to stay in hotels for almost two years. I was fed up of that life, and it was then that I decided that I wanted a home in the city, so I shifted base permanently.

There are very few horror films that I think are worth their salt.

The sea drives truth into a man like salt.

Lake Wobegon, the little town that time forgot and the decades cannot improve.

In France, I discovered that I love writing in the city. There's such an intensity to being in the city that matches the intensity of what you're experiencing in your head.

The need to express yourself in Los Angeles makes the city so vibrant. If I lived here, it would be lovely to be in a cool new high-rise looking out over a city that is exploding.

Before you make a friend, eate a bushell of salt with him.