The City in Which One Loves to Live

 

Paris is the city in which one loves to live. Sometimes I think this is because it is the only city in the world where you can step out of a railway station — the Gâre d’Orsay — and see, simultaneously, the chief enchantments: the Seine with its bridges and bookstalls, the Louvre, Notre Dame, the Tuileries Gardens, the Place de la Concorde, the beginning of the Champs-Elysées — nearly everything except the Luxembourg Gardens and the Palais Royal. But what other city offers as much as you leave a train?

Margaret Anderson (1886 – 1973)

Except that the railway station now houses a museum, I think the sentiment is timeless.

Jan del Monte, blogging from the rue du Cherche-Midi, Paris, France

© 2008 Jan del Monte
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~ by Jane del Monte on July 10, 2008.

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2 Responses to “The City in Which One Loves to Live”

  1. I really love the musee d’orsay. It does not look like a railway station until one REALLY looks and then – bingo – now I get it! LOL

    ladyjicky said this on July 14, 2008 at 8:48 am |

  2. I love it, too, ladyjicky — and to think they almost tore it down!

    Jan del Monte said this on July 15, 2008 at 10:23 am |

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