Quotes About Urban

First we shape our buildings; thereafter, they shape us.

No work of art can compare to a city.

He wrote the definitive book on How to Achieve Orgasm in a Rent-Controlled Apartment.

Moving a zoo is like moving a city.

New York, the nation's thyroid gland.

All cities are mad: but the madness is gallant. All cities are beautiful, but the beauty is grim.

in the outer city, the northern accents clamoring around

not-so-grand metropolis of Portland.

I'd rather any kind of business on the ground floor than the utter lack of respect for pedestrians with which buildings are put up in this city today. . . . Nobody cares any more about pedestrian identity.

A fashion that does not reach the streets is not a fashion

Fashion does not exist unless it goes down into the streets.

Bien sûr, je ne conçois pas que des gens vivent à Paris pour leur plaisir.

One day if I do go to heaven...I'll look around and say, 'It ain't bad, but it ain't San Francisco.

The number of foggy days over the city is never reported, reportedly. But take it from me— there's enough to satisfy everyone, and dissatisfy somebody.

The grass will grow in the streets of a hundred cities.

A city is a large community where people are lonesome together.

It has been discovered that with a dull urban population, all formed under a mechanical system of State education, a suggestion or command, however senseless and unreasoned, will be obeyed if it be sufficiently repeated.

In New York City, you can walk down the street and see a girl in a trench who looks equally as cool as a girl wearing Lululemon. It's like you're watching models. You see a little of everything right by you.

Retrouver Paris! savez-vous ce que c'est, ô Parisiens?

I hate your city. It has standardized all the beauty out of life. It is one big railroad station -- with all the people taking tickets for the best cemeteries.

The towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as silver rods.

The streets of a modern city are depressing. They are so aimless and so weak in their lines and their masses, that the mind and senses jog on their way like passengers in a train with blinds down in an overcrowded carriage.

that expensive butcher in the arcade on the way home from the

New Orleans Maniac. shoot a nigga up til his whole body aint attached.