So, I represent the 1st Congressional District of New York. It’s on the east end of Long Island. This is Suffolk County.
I enjoyed coaching so much that I just have to stay with it. Don Coryell – I love him, and I think he was a great coach – but I hear he’s going to build a house on some island. He’s going to divorce himself from football, and that’s a mystery to me.
I’m from New York. I was born in Long Island.
I was born in the shadow of World War II, on December 18, 1939, on the South Shore of Long Island, a product of the early -wentieth-century emigration of Eastern European Jewry to New York City and its environs.
My Pacific Island genes will never allow me to be the most ripped, but I think I can get pretty close to it.
Staten Island is like a different world. If you’re from Staten Island, you’re like not from New York, you’re from Staten Island.
On the island of Ireland the issue of the border is more than just a practical issue; it is about emotion, history and politics.
Victoria was just as much in love with me as I was with her. We could not bear to be apart for a single second. We were like two lovers shipwrecked on a desert island. There was no world outside our love.
You wouldn’t expect it to look at him, but in a life-threatening situation you should always turn to Phillip Schofield. On a desert island he would be perfect. Phil is very practical and would build you an amazing shack as well as keep you entertained with all his hundreds of stories.
The great thing about the Island is you’ve got room. You can go for a bike ride. We’re 20 minutes to a beach, and you can get on the beach and go for a long walk.
The thing I love about Vegas is that it’s a melting pot. It’s like working Ellis Island.
We’ve seen that there are a lot of people out there – teenagers in Topeka, housewives in Long Island, millionaire Internet start-up moguls – that all want to connect with each other about what it is to be human.
Contrary to Eastern Europe, where the border was more porous and you could exchange information more easily, Cuba is an island. Thus, it is more isolated, and it’s easier for the government to have great control over its citizens.
The next time you’re driving from New York to Boston on I-95, you should make a little detour in Pawtucket, Rhode Island, to visit the Old Slater Mill national historic landmark. It’s the site of what is considered to be the first successful water-powered textile spinning mill in America.
Architectural kitsch is most common in the commercial pop vernacular – typified by the Big Duck of 1931 in Flanders, New York, a Long Island roadside poultry stand resembling a duck, which Venturi and Scott Brown made a cult object through their writings.
I finished high school there and then I went to Rhode Island School of Design.
In a sense, each of us is an island. In another sense, however, we are all one. For though islands appear separate, and may even be situated at great distances from one another, they are only extrusions of the same planet, Earth.
I had a bad break up at university – you know, when your heart breaks for the very first time, and you think, ‘I must leave this island,’ as if it had never happened to anyone before. I said ‘OK, I’ll go to England,’ and it was the best decision I ever made.
I know what Stone Island means to a lot of people in England and Europe.
But the universe, as a collection of finite things, presents itself as a kind of island situated in a pure vacuity to which time, regarded as a series of mutually exclusive moments, is nothing and does nothing.
The Nauru files lifts the secrecy surrounding Australia’s hidden detention regime for asylum seekers through vivid reporting and the words of the guards and officials on the island themselves.
This story is based on a gentleman who indeed did… used to come to my parents’ house in 1971 from Bangladesh. He was at the University of Rhode Island. And I was four, four years old, at the time, and so I actually don’t have any memories of this gentleman.
Long Island has a great boxing tradition.
There is a lot of stuff I like. I love backpacking. I love going to an island where I can just sit on the beach and read or scuba dive and sail. I do a lot of that. I still go backpacking around Europe in the summers and staying in hostels. I love that.
I wanted to fold into the ‘Hellraiser’ narrative something about the guy – the Frenchman Lemarchand – who made the mysterious box, which raises Pinhead. I figured, ‘Well, what would have happened to him?’ He might well have been taken to Devil’s Island, and I thought that would be a pretty cool place to start the movie.
Flint is to the lead issue what Three Mile Island was to nuclear power. People are stepping back and thinking, ‘There still is lead in my home?’
The United States is a giant island of freedom, achievement, wealth and prosperity in a world hostile to our values.
Growing up in Rhode Island, I dreamed of a career in law enforcement. That hasn’t worked out exactly as I had planned, but life seldom does.
If I’m on location on some island, we usually get up at four in the morning to set up. By seven thirty, we’re on the beach working until noon, then we rest. It’s not exactly a vacation.
Harbour Island in the Bahamas is beautiful, with turquoise water and pink sand.
I’m not sure that when I read ‘Treasure Island’ for the first time, when I was about 10, I understood all the words or what was going on. But that didn’t stop me reading it, and I certainly didn’t forget it.
I had come from a middle-class family in Port Washington, Long Island, and I was really clueless about Wall Street. My first job there I basically got fired from.
L.A. is very special to me, so far away from my world on the East Coast, Europe, Asia. It’s a bit of an island for me – less intense, less busy; because of time difference and location, it has a calming effect. At least it used to be all that.
I loved Le Taha’a private resort in Tahiti. It’s accessible only by private boat or helicopter, and it sits on a tiny strip of land just big enough for one hotel. It’s extraordinary and faces the Vanilla Island where Tahitians grow vanilla.
My husband and I went to Bald Head Island for our four-year anniversary. We spent the night in bed with champagne, tequila and Krispy Kreme doughnuts and watched a boxing match on Showtime.
I travel, I read, I write, I have other lives. But when I have a camera, I know that’s my country, my island.
What we have seen of recent American action in the Pacific, the bombing of Tokyo and the engagements in the Coral Sea, off Midway Island and at Dutch Harbour, has been sufficient indication that America is beginning to discharge her supremely important duty in the Pacific.
The revival of the Right is as extraordinary as it would be if the public had demanded dozens of new nuclear plants in the days after the Three Mile Island disaster; if we had reacted to Watergate by making Richard Nixon a national hero.
What I can tell you is that for Puerto Rico being such a small island, it has culturally impacted the entire world.
Every time we have a chance to mention it, we say we’re from Staten Island. Because of some of the stereotypes, sometimes Staten Island gets a bad rap, and we’re in a position to at least try to maybe change that perception.
Ireland, in breadth, and for wholesomeness and serenity of climate, far surpasses Britain; for the snow scarcely ever lies there above three days: no man makes hay in the summer for winter’s provision, or builds stables for his beasts of burden… the island abounds in milk and honey.
If I were on ‘Survivor,’ I might be the first off the island.
While Haiti has recently celebrated more than 200 years of independence from French colonial rule, the citizens of the island remain vulnerable to poverty, poor health, and political chaos.
The general knowledge of time on the island depends, curiously enough, on the direction of the wind.
The country that I was coming from, the island I was in, hadn’t been written about, really. So I thought that I virtually had it all to myself, including the language that was spoken there, which was a French Creole, and a landscape that is not recorded, really, and the people.
Puerto Ricans, it doesn’t matter where they live, it doesn’t matter how long it’s been since they visited the island, their hearts are there. If you keep them informed, and if you say to them, ‘This is important for Puerto Rico, go and call your congressman,’ they do it. They do it.
The ‘Love Island’ villa smells. That’s the one thing the audience at home never see.
I had dreamed of visiting Bali for many years and because I had an extended family of Balinese friends in Los Angeles, I felt connected. The island is so peaceful and the smiles are constant.
My desire was not to pass any island without taking possession, so that, one having been taken, the same may be said of all.
As a little boy, my first job was delivering newspapers, and then I had a variety of different jobs. I worked in a butcher shop. I worked in a supermarket. I worked in construction. I dug ditches on the Long Island Expressway in 1954, 1955, 1956.
One time, I took a woman on a deserted island, and we lived like Mother Nature for 10 days.
‘What comes next?’ is the constant question I’m asked by outsiders eager to travel to the island. During the eleven years I traveled to Havana, very few Cubans I met on the island ever bothered to verbalize this question.
