How could you get mad at someone who neither needed to attack nor was at all worried about being able to defend? It was like getting mad at Switzerland.
I climb behind the steering wheel... I drive off immediately without once looking back; it's a long journey but it leads to freedom.
In an ideal world, I'd spend every weekend at my home in Zermatt in Switzerland.
Landlocked Switzerland: They're Nice and Neutral Only Because They're Tiny
If we heard that somebody starved to death in Sweden or Switzerland, we would be shocked.
No one really likes Switzerland, except those who prefer cleanliness to life.
I recalled thinking...His freakishly tidy side could be a problem. To say that neatness was not my strong suit would be a crime against, well, the truth.
My dear Tristan, to be an artist at all is like living in Switzerland during a world war. To be an artist in Zurich, in 1917, implies a degree of self-absorption that would have glazed over the eyes o...