Best 20 quotes in «montreal quotes» category

It was time to take what he wanted. And what he wanted was her.

My shift was over. Thank God! One more closer to the grave.

I'm very happy to come back. I've always had success here and the public is fantastic. I love you, Montreal.

And some places you been before are so great that you don't ever mind going back. Some places you been before you don't ever want to go back, you know, like Montreal in the Winter.

Hockey is like a religion in Montreal. You're either a saint or a sinner; there's no in-between.

I don't think I know anyone who has a steady job in Montreal.

This campus was an island of quiet in the city's roar, and at night it was an island of dark in the city's blaze.

I'm a very unhealthy person, and Montreal is very cold, and I'm usually sick when I'm there.

I was born in Montreal and came from a lower-middle-class family.

Long live Montreal, Long live Quebec! Long live Free Quebec!

Let Toronto become Milan. Montreal will always be Rome.

Since the beginning, I always loved the game.

Montreal is a great town. There's equal parts blue-collar town.

Perhaps the single most successful international agreement to date has been the Montreal Protocol.

You never know what's going to happen the rest of the way. You can't predict. You don't know what Montreal is going to do to us this weekend, and you don't know what the Cubs are going to do to the Cardinals.

We're going to play our game and we're going to come back and we're going to play Montreal or Tampa.

While at Oxford in 1999, I met Jonathan Fortier, who is a Montreal-born Canadian. Despite the challenges of a transatlantic relationship, we remained keen on each other and eventually married in 2002.

There was always something missing in Montreal.

C’est un plaisir que de supputer, subodorer, côtoyer le mystère qui se tramait dans les quartiers, villages et ruelles de Montréal, et de se demander comment tout ça allait finir. J’avais confiance. J’avais confiance en l’humanité entière qui arrivait à Montréal, en l’humanité qui unissait Montréal aux autres villes du monde, celles qui fascinent par leur site, comme Istanbul, celles qui fascinent par leur prestige, comme Paris, par leur taille, comme New York, par leur élan, comme Shanghai, par leur lourdeur, comme Moscou. Montréal fascine par son mystère, rien de plus, mais rien de moins, me disais-je.

Haïku montréalais pour un projet en cours de réalisation : ville d'artistes aux mille et une couleurs ~ fauvisme automnal © Julie Turconi