Vienna

Like my mother’s family, Ruth’s family was from Vienna, but they’d immigrated to North Carolina only two months earlier.

Nicholas Sparks -- The Longest Ride

"They called Franz ’the loneliest man in Vienna," ’ Colin said to Hassan.

John Green -- An Abundance of Katherines

It’s a sublet from a professional violinist who’s with the Vienna Philharmonic now.

Gayle Forman -- Where She Went

Her mother assured her he was a famous psychoanalyst from Vienna, that he knew Anna Freud, daughter of the great man.

Judy Blume -- In the Unlikely Event

Just yesterday, on the road to Vienna, he took possession of a five-hundred-and-seventy. piece china set with a single marquise-cut diamond set into the rim of every single dish.

Anthony Doerr -- All the Light We Cannot See

They met in Vienna when they were students.

William Styron -- Sophie’s Choice

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Donna Tartt -- The Goldfinch

A Vienna street.

Markus Zusak -- The Book Thief

—Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late.

Bram Stoker -- Dracula

Here the young Lord took his leave of me, in order to go to the court of Vienna, not only to seek protection, but to correspond with his father’s friends.

Daniel Defoe -- Robinson Crusoe

He married Elfriede Markovits Geiringer, originally from Vienna, who had survived Auschwitz and lost a husband and son in Mauthausen.

Anne Frank -- The Diary of a Young Girl

It is one of the programs of the Vienna Circle logical positivists.

Chaim Potok -- The Chosen

The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this the Restoration.

Victor Hugo -- Les Miserables

From Vienna Kutuzov wrote to his old comrade, Prince Andrew’s father.

Leo Tolstoy -- War and Peace

See, here are two similar letters to that you have yourself received; one from the house of Arstein & Eskeles of Vienna, to Baron Rothschild, the other drawn by Baring of London, upon M. Laffitte.

Alexandre Dumas -- The Count of Monte Cristo

We had a million laughs in Hamburg and West Berlin and East Berlin and Vienna and Salzburg and Helsinki, and in Leningrad, too.

Kurt Vonnegut -- Slaughterhouse-Five

Our playmates’ families exchanged their unwanted food for sugar, coal oil, spices, potted meat, Vienna sausage, peanut butter, soda crackers, toilet soap and even laundry soap.

Maya Angelou -- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

Rainer Kuchl, the concertmaster of the Vienna Philharmonic, once said he could instantly tell the difference with his eyes closed between, say, a male and female violinist.

Malcolm Gladwell -- Blink

Therefore the next time the old gentleman found him getting restless and moody and ordered him off, he went to Vienna, where he had musical friends, and fell to work with the firm determination to distinguish himself.

Louisa May Alcott -- Little Women

And Ristori in Vienna.

James Joyce -- Ulysses

In 1916 he managed to get to Vienna under the impression that, if he did not make haste, the great Freud would eventually succumb to an aeroplane bomb.

F. Scott Fitzgerald -- Tender is the Night

Freud was born in 1 856 and he studied medicine at the University of Vienna.

Jostein Gaarder -- Sophie’s World

Even, it seems to me, if a war were on in Canada, I’d be found studying like deaf Beethoven playing his piano while Vienna burned.

Joy Kogawa -- Obasan

This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzago is the duke’s name; his wife, Baptista: you shall see anon; ’tis a knavish piece of work: but what o’ that? your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not: let the gall’d jade wince; our withers are unwrung.

William Shakespeare -- Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

D—, at Vienna once, did me an evil turn, which I told him, quite good-humoredly, that I should remember.

Edgar Allan Poe -- The Purloined Letter

Jelinek put on his long wolfskin coat, and when we admired it, he told us that he had shot and skinned the coyotes, and the young man who ’batched’ with him, Jan Bouska, who had been a fur-worker in Vienna, made the coat.

Willa Cather -- My Antonia

She’d been listening to Mozart’s Jupiter Symphony as performed by the Vienna Symphony Orchestra in 1947, and Ishmael, seeing it on the turntable, imagined her in bed with that melancholy music playing and a cup of tea beside her.

David Guterson -- Snow Falling on Cedars

Police after me all the time, mind you—they nearly got me in Vienna!

James Hilton -- Lost Horizon

They issued us army mess kits, the round metal kind that fold over, and plopped in scoops of canned Vienna sausage, canned string beans, steamed rice that had been cooked too long, and on top of the rice a serving of canned apricots.

Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston & James D. Houston -- Farewell to Manzanar

In his coat pockets he carried squares of Vienna chocolate for his guests while his trousers’ pocket bulged with masses of silver and copper coins.

James Joyce -- A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

And then, somewhere near the outskirts of Vienna, she put the question to me which had never before passed her lips.

Anne Rice -- Interview with the Vampire

If we can shake hands in space or over a conference table in Vienna, maybe we can do it here also.

Tom Clancy -- The Hunt for Red October

It had been taken from the Turkish camp before Vienna, and the standard of Mohammed had stood beneath the tremulous gilt of its canopy.

Oscar Wilde -- The Picture of Dorian Gray

No expense had been spared on the setting, which was acknowledged to be very beautiful even by people who shared his acquaintance with the Opera houses of Paris and Vienna.

Edith Wharton -- The Age of Innocence

We’ve got boatloads of peas that are on the high seas from Atlanta to Holland to pay for the tulips that were shipped to Geneva to pay for the cheeses that must go to Vienna M.I.F.’

Joseph Heller -- Catch-22

He had studied at Edinburgh and Vienna.

Nelson Mandela -- Long Walk to Freedom

She learned in England to prefer whiskey and soda to wine, and her small talk was broadened in two senses during a winter in Vienna.

F. Scott Fitzgerald -- This Side of Paradise

That is what I like; though I have heard most things—been at the opera in Vienna: Gluck, Mozart, everything of that sort.

George Eliot -- Middlemarch

A name from the past; he was active in Berlin, in Vienna We knew him well, healthier for it from a distance.

Robert Ludlum -- The Bourne Identity

If you go to Paris, he’ll look at your nose; I can only cure your right nostril, he’ll tell you, for I don’t cure the left nostril, that’s not my speciality, but go to Vienna, there there’s a specialist who will cure your left nostril.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky -- The Brothers Karamazov

Dr. Urbino’s was the only horse-drawn carriage; it was distinguishable from the handful left in the city because the patent-leather roof was always kept polished, and it had fittings of bronze that would not be corroded by salt, and wheels and poles painted red with gilt trimming like gala nights at the Vienna Opera.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez -- Love in the Time of Cholera

In passing through the lobbies of swank places, the Palmer Houses and portiered dining rooms, tassels, tapers, string ensembles, making the staid bouncety tram-tram of Vienna waltzes, Simon had absorbed this.

Saul Bellow -- The Adventures of Augie March

In 1618, the Czech estates took courage and vented their ire on the emperor reigning in Vienna by pitching two of his high officials out of a window in the Prague Castle.

Milan Kundera -- The Unbearable Lightness of Being

He had knocked about the world, he talked about Berlin, Vienna, and Strasbourg, of his soldier times, of the mistresses he had had, the grand luncheons of which he had partaken; then he was amiable, and sometimes even, either on the stairs, or in the garden, would seize hold of her waist, crying, "Charles, look out for yourself."

Gustave Flaubert -- Madame Bovary

Mammachi’s violin and violin stand, the Ooty cupboards, the plastic basket chairs, the Delhi beds, the dressing table from Vienna with cracked ivory knobs.

Arundhati Roy -- The God of Small Things

Snyder is Brooklyn-born and was raised in Los Angeles by two professional pianists of Russian and Romanian descent, and his mother had been his accompanist for his European debut in Vienna in 1966.

Steve Lopez -- The Soloist