Quotes About Urban

the liftman in the tube is an eternal necessity...

All night men and women seethed up and down the well-known beats.

In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp and trudge; in the bellow and the uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment of June.

The tower of Westminster Cathedral rose in front of her, the habitation of God. In the midst of the traffic, there was the habitation of God.

In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge; in the bellow and the uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment of June.

He saw a child dipping a can into a bright-green stream and asked if they drank that water. Yes, and washed in it too, for the landlord only allowed water to be turned on twice a week. Such sights were the more surprising, because one might come upon them in the most sedate and civilised quarters of London—"the most aristocratic parishes have their share." Behind Miss Barrett's bedroom, for instance, was one of the worst slums in London.

Mr. Denham cursed himself very sharply for having exchanged the freedom of the street for this sophisticated drawing-room

As I saw myself moving ever farther toward the social margin, nothing healed me of a sore and angry heart like a walk through the city. To see in the street the fifty different ways people struggle to remain human—the variety and inventiveness of survival techniques—was to feel the pressure relieved, the overflow draining off. I felt in my nerve endings the common refusal to go under.

There is a very loud amusement park right in front of my present lodgings.

Strange, That in this nigger place, I should meet Life face to face When for years, I had been seeking Life in places gentler speaking Until I came to this near street And found Life — stepping on my feet!

Most American cities shop to their best advantage when seen from a height or from a distance, at a point where the ugliness of the buildings dissolves into the beauty of an abstraction.

When I was living in New York and didn't have a penny to my name, I would walk around the streets and occasionally I would see an alcove or something. And I'd think, that'll be good, that'll be a good spot for me when I'm homeless.

I romanticised Mancunian despair, W says. I didn't realise that Mancunian despair is only the desire to leave Manchester

wasn't adaptable. She needed the city. She needed congestion. She needed masses of people where she could lose herself and simply exist, anonymously, without the constant scrutiny of others. Courtney

They were still out on the sidewalk of West Eighty-sixth Street, the taxi pulling way, when Louise put down her travel bag, raised both arms and declared herself in love with New York City. 'It's exactly as I imagined it!' She let her arms fall and looked out at the street, at the honking, halting parade of cars, headlights bright in the dusking air. She turned to Cora with glistening eyes. 'I've always known it, my whole life. This is where I'm meant to be.

Supe que contemplaba el mundo desde su cumbre más alta. Al fondo, muy bajo, se extendía, en un océano inmenso de puntos titilantes, el plano completo de las luces de la ciudad...

Also, the city did sleep, but it slept the way a cat does, eyes half open, watchful, ready to spring at the first sign of fun, or danger.

In Joey's neighborhood the blocks were short and there were stop signs on every corner. It was hard to get going more than fifteen miles an hour, and on those lazy streets Joey's refurbished 1973 El Dorado convertible got about eight blocks to the gallon.

The street and me is a love story. 1971 is a great date because, finally, fashion took to the street.

Architecture must concern itself continually with the socially beneficial distortion of the environment.

Have a good night,' he said, and Mia stepped out onto Fifth Avenue and let the city swallow her up.

the streets swarming with unabashed fecundity,

I would give most anything to hear my father's talk again, the crash and bang and stop of his language, always hurtling by. I will listen for him forever in the streets of this city.

Man loves man so much that when he flees the city, it is still to seek the crowd, that is, to rebuild the city in the country.