If I speak of Vienna it must be in the past tense, as a man speaks of a woman he has loved and who is dead.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The Potemkin city of which I wish to speak here is none other than our dear Vienna herself.
Vienna is a handsome, lively city, and pleases me exceedingly.
For my Vienna is as different from what they call Vienna now as the quick is different from the dead.
My parents were not born in Vienna, but they had spent much of their lives there, having each come to the city at the beginning of World War I when they were still very young.
I actually speak fluent German. And I live in Vienna, and I'm married to a Viennese woman.
Classical quotation is the parole of literary men all over the world.
We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.
I have the feeling that I was born in Vienna in order to live in Paris.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all.