O'Neil De Noux > Quotes

“New Orleans is so much more than a city – it’s an obsession.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“It’s an eternal city, like Rome.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“People get drunk just on the idea of New Orleans.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“The Ojibwe tribe, known to the white-eyes as the Algonquins, named her Misi-ziibi or ‘great river’.” He looks at Linda who has her eyes shaded. He adds, “The French named her Mississippi.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“To a Cajun, this is our Paris. It’s a city of dreams. City of ghosts.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“She can stay with the Cajuns. They know what it’s like to be nomads.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“Both sides of my family have been laborers forever, even after emigrating to Louisiana long before Washington and Jefferson started their little revolution.”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“An old French saying that goes, ‘The heart has reasons of which reason knows nothing’.”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“Comes with being kicked around by the Bloody British.” Linda gives him a teasing smile. “A long time ago.” “Not for us it isn’t.” He pulls her close, nice feeling her body against his. “I’m not surprised you don’t understand. Felicity understands. He’s the son of slaves. The British kicked us out of Canada. My mother’s tribe was run to ground by the white eyes, put on a reservation. You may never understand. But don’t fret about”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“New Orleans is the city we all live to love in.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets

“When someone doesn’t have a recognizable accent, they’re usually from where you’re from.”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“Like most New Orleans mothers, she cooked red beans and rice every Monday, the traditional wash day after the weekend. While she washed the clothes, the beans would simmer all day until supper. The”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“I prayed to St. Anthony all last night, but I still can’t find her.” She pronounced Anthony the old New Orleans way, “Ant–nee.”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“back down to the bottom step and sit on the edge of the stoop, a time-worn New Orleans tradition, the way to pass the evening, sitting out on the front stoop.”
― O'Neil de Noux, New Orleans Confidential

“Ya’ gotta love New Orleans.”
― O'Neil de Noux, City of Secrets