Most inspiration still comes from bicycling around San Francisco. This city never fails to inspire me. It is one of the most vibrant cities - especially visually - with a constant influx of young energy arriving daily. I love it.
I mean, 'Girls': I love 'Girls,' I watch 'Girls.' But it's a show that's very coastal. People in New York and people in L.A. and people in San Francisco will watch it. But I think in Middle America, for the most part, it probably isn't watched as muc...
I get heartbroken flying into L.A. It's just this feeling of unspecific loss. Can you imagine what the San Fernando Valley was when it was all wheat fields? Can you imagine what John Steinbeck saw?
Parallels between classical and pop are not new. The whole San Francisco movement of John Cage and Terry Riley went hand in glove with what the Velvet Underground were doing.
I grew up in San Francisco. And so I'm informed in a certain kind of way about, you know, believing in democracy and believing in America. And I'm a very ardent patriot.
On aime sa mère presque sans le savoir, et on ne prend conscience de toute la profondeur des racines de cet amour qu au moment de la séparation dernière.
I had no idea where these kids at a small private college in the San Fernando Valley were coming from, why they were coming to hear me, or what they needed to know.
When I went to San Francisco in that cold late spring of 1967, I did not even know what I wanted to find out, and so I just stayed around a while and made a few friends.
I grew up in San Antonio, Texas, and went to a big high school called Douglas McArthur where there was a lot of track and a lot of football. It was a bit like 'Friday Night Lights.' I used to spend a lot of time at the track.
Private Eightball: Oh, sheeit! [laughs] Private Eightball: This baby-san looks like she can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.
Silent Samurai: Algren-San. [he rushes in front of Algren to protect him from being shot, and is consequently shot himself] Algren: Bob.
San, The Princess Mononoke: [seeing the humans cutting down trees] Why chop the trees down? Moro: [about the boars] To make them angry. Which makes them stupid.
Jack: Somebody had to do the talking. And by the way, I was right. She's not married. Miles Raymond: How do you know? Jack: No rock. When she came to the bar, sans rock.
If we don't preserve the natural resources, you aren't going to have a sustainable society. This is not something for Chez Panisse and the elite of San Francisco. It's for everyone.
Chicago is constantly auditioning for the world, determined that one day, on the streets of Barcelona, in Berlin's cabarets, in the coffee shops of Istanbul, people will know and love us in our multidimensional glory, dream of us the way they dream o...
I resent the fact that people in places like Boston, New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, and San Francisco believe that they should be able to tell us how to live our lives, operate our businesses, and what to do with the land that we love and cherish.
Teddy Brewster: [after charging up the stairs] Charge the blockhouse! Reverend Harper: Blockhouse? Aunt Abby: Yes. The stairs are always San Juan Hill.
Sammy Sosa grew up without a father in the back of a converted public hospital in San Pedro de Macoris, a dusty seaside town in the Dominican Republic. His father, Juan Montero, died when Sosa was 5.
New York is at once cosmopolitan and parochial, a compendium of sentimental certainties. It is in fact the most sentimental of the world's great cities - in its self-congratulation a kind of San Francisco of the East
Madoka: Won't anyone notice that Mami-san is dead? Homura: Mami Tomoe's only relatives are distant relations. It will be quite some time before anyone files a missing persons report. When one dies on that side of the wards, not even a body is left be...
Lady Eboshi: [Ashitaka interrupts the fight] What do you think you're doing, boy? Prince Ashitaka: Stay your hand. The girl's life is now mine. [San viciously bites Ashitaka's arm] Lady Eboshi: I'm sure she'll make a lovely wife for you. Prince Ashit...
