When I look back now, it must have been like Paris was at the time of Le Sacre du Printemps.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Whether you like it or not, Paris is the beating heart of Western civilisation. It's where it all began and ended.
I don't know if it's a failure of imagination on my part, but I'm not going to be writing about Paris in the 1800s. I feel like it would come off as just ludicrously uninformed, even if I did a lot of research.
We made it known that we were trying to show the reality of France. People think of Paris as the city of love or the city of light, but where you got love you got hate, where you got light you got darkness.
The best Paris I know now is in my head.
Paris is a beautiful city.
I thought of Paris as a beauty spot on the face of the earth, and of London as a big freckle.
Paris is a city that liberates you as a woman from all your sins that you think you are guilty of; it washes away all of that, and you are free.
When you live in Paris, and fashion is such a point of pride for the French, it's always around and you're very much exposed to it from an early age. It was always something I knew about and really liked.
Paris enjoys a high reputation for the style of its public edifices, and, while there is a very great deal to condemn, compared with other capitals, I think it is entitled to a distinguished place in this particular.
Paris can be like the land of the Lotus-Eaters. You can't leave.
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