Quotes About Urban

I remember going for the first time to a place called The Roxy in New York because you can see people breakdancing there. That's the only reason I went! It's amazing, kids are still doing that.

Because the world itself is now unfathomable, the only complexities that really count are small moments of domestic life that combine to trigger deep emotion. There is no longer any way of being poor in any interesting way in major cities like Manhattan

Every city began as a campsite

homicide levels in English medieval villages matched those of the most violent US cities of the twentieth century.

The seedy single-room-occupancy hotels and low-rent apartment buildings in that neighborhood were like vending machines filled with victims.

Hey," he replied. "Got a light?" she asked, raising an unlit cigarette to her chapped lips.

So I'm still in my romantic stage with London, I love it as a place.

New York is gray and slushy and miserable for months. But

I look up into the starless sky. My heart pounds. This silent badlands scares me more than nighttime in the city, with its noise and light.

the tattered paper with Mark Flannery, The Irish Rose, Delancey Street,

She was shocked by how dirty Florence was.

Tokyo was an origami city folded over and over until something was made of virtually nothing.

Anderson portrayed the city in Dark Laughter.

There are 7 billion people on the planet. Of these, a mere 17 million have the privilege of living in the New York Greater Metropolitan Area.

coming to terms with the city" –

the idea of a crusade against social modernity was to be found not only in the market towns of north-central Castile, or in the remote rural north (most obviously among the theocratic and pugnacious Carlists of Navarre) but also in larger urban centres and the big cities, where Catholic youth became activists in the new mass organizations of the right.

All those days of walking the heath, collecting her specimens, reinforced in her a need to look to the natural world for her own location. Now, even in London, she is constantly searching out the trees and grass, the flowers, to determine her position in the urban landscape. She looks to the natural world to guide her in how she moves through the city, in how she thinks about her own life.

cities are fueled by the listless agony of workers providing services to other workers who barely acknowledge those services.

I looked inside my typewriter. There's a city in there. Black and grey columns and no inhabitants.

The night was very stark, alternate streams of town cars and chequered taxicabs, blaring horns busily staking claims—here is the road and here is the sidewalk. But the road looked so much livelier, what if I tried the road?

From where I sit, London's a lot closer than 17th street.

The sign orders flatly: COMMIT NO NUISANCE.

In London you shoo them away by talking to them. In New York talking to them would just get you their life stories

A city building, you experience when you walk a suburban building, you experience when you drive.