Pastoral Resources

I stayed three weeks in Paris, fell in love with the city, and decided that I was born to live in Paris.

I made the decision to come back to New York, quit my job and move to Paris.

I don't like Paris so much, and it's only eight shows. I mean, don't tell them that, of course. But everyone always thinks they're so important. And I'm sure they are. But to me, my happiness is more important.

The next thing that happened to me was that I, we, were living in Paris where I then grew up.

I seemed to belong to three countries: I had an apartment in Paris, a house in Hollywood, and when I married British theater director Peter Hall, I moved to London.

I know a lot of Americans in Paris who have married Frenchmen. They keep bringing up their experience, the clash of civilizations, the clash of personalities.

When I was in Paris, all of the German refugees began to flow in and it was a very sad time.

Almost every one of my various zero numbered birthdays has had a big concert in London and often in Paris.

Paris is a hard place to leave, even when it rains incessantly and one coughs continually from the dampness.

With an apple I will astonish Paris.

One of the special characteristics of New York is that it is different from a London or a Paris because it's the financial capital, and the cultural capital, but not the political capital.

Sir Rodin convinced my parents to have me committed; they are all in Paris to arrange it.

I have been back in Paris for two weeks. Nothing new. Life is still bitter.

In Paris, everybody wants to be an actor; nobody is content to be a spectator.

Where was Paris Hilton a year ago? She's a fabulous character to write about.

Totem poles and wooden masks no longer suggest tribal villages but fashionable drawing rooms in New York and Paris.

The audience that surprised us the most was definitely Paris, when we played there last. They were just incredibly into us and we weren't expecting it at all.

I will always remember this summer day in Paris, when I was to perform a great acrobatic move. I can still see myself stepping on the ring of a packed circus along real performers.

But one of the most fantastic things about Ireland and Dublin is that the pubs are like Paris and the cafe culture. And Dublin, in many ways, is a pub culture.

I was to Japanese visitors to Washington what the Mona Lisa is to Americans visiting Paris.