Quotes About Urban

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When I get real bored, I like to drive downtown and get a great parking spot, then sit in my car and count how many people ask if I'm leaving.

Well, you go to Holland and everybody's on a bike - nobody would think to have a car.

You should know by now that this time of year is not one when we pale-skinned interlopers can walk at ease in the treacherous labyrinth of this witch of cities.

The higher the street, the loftier and more abstract its creativity.

He sensed its great age beneath his feet and even now, closing his eyes upon the busy street, fancied he could sense its previous incarnations, when the streets had been merely mud. Perhaps it had always been filthy.

She felt that, in London, the job would have had to be swift and anonymous, but out here she sensed she had more time to be elegant and thorough.

The city hummed and rustled with secret life.

My city could not help but be conducive to creative thought. Who knows what new myths might spring from the juxtaposition of so many fabulous designs?

For several minutes, I leaned upon the rail, gazing out across the city of Sacramente, breathing in its riot of scents; the hot flesh-smell beneath me, the flower haze above.

The earth and the city had become one, a mutant creation. Ays saw figures moving on the hanging streets. He saw white faces at shadows. Were these his people?

When he turned around to look, he once again saw white faces peering in stillness from high, insanely angled windows, and dimunitive bodies climbing up and down the almost vertical streets.

Everything that he saw and heard about the city filled him with distaste, yet Valraven seemed to embrace it.

The narrow streets and modest plazas were empty of life and slick with rain, while above them the soaring ateliers brooded, their dark windows as blank as weary eyes.

New cities are born, so old ones must die. That seems logical to me.

I hate nature. I really do. Nature is composed entirely of sticks, dirt, fall-down places, biting and stinging things, and savageries too numerous to list. And I'm not the only one who feels this way. Man has been building cities since the year oughty-ought, just to get away from this stuff.

We lived in Bombay and we lived in Mumbai and sometimes, I lived in both of them at the same time.

In the looking, I found the cities within me.

The vast southern city they lived in was rich in land, poor in everything else—no bodies of water, no drainage, no hills, no topographical variety of any sort, no public transportation or even the awareness of the lack of such a thing.

People drive everywhere in L.A., so you get very little human interaction... but N.Y. and Chicago are like London... L.A. lacks the social interaction.

One of the remarkable things about slums is that they do develop their own social organization and economy and even culture that is, on some level, functional and in some cases, remarkably resilient. This is kind of amazing.

I'm a socialist. I'm amazed at how the spirit of socialism is alive and well in New York. I had always thought I wouldn't want to be here without a lot of money, but I was wrong about that.

That's what hip-hop is: It's sociology and English put to a beat, you know.

But hey, when you live in Watts, you need a little smack to get by, you know what I mean? You need something soft and comfortable in your life, 'cause you're not going to get it from what's around you. And society isn't going to give it to you.