Quotes About Urban

I can't imagine London is different to anywhere else - people with cars are always the most popular.

I'm very interested in architecture.

People are always arguing: New York or L.A.? They're both great places, you know.

When I got into graffiti, it was the most-exciting art form and it changed the course of my life.

Architecture is one of the art forms best able to improve and revitalise cities both artistically and functionally.

A force de s'intéresser à tout, le Parisien finit par ne s'intéresser à rien.

In Rome you long for the country; in the country—oh inconstant!—you praise the distant city to the stars.

There it is, ladies and gentlemen, the Bronx is burning.

The bodies went back in the doors and bars and the heads in the windows. The cops drove away and Freddy and the guys went back into the Greeks and the street was quiet, just the sound of a tug and an occasional car; and even the blood couldn't be seen from a few feet away.

It was a nice night. A pleasant evening. There seemed to be stars somewhere and it was easy to avoid stepping in the garbage and dog shit on the streets. A truly beautiful night. Tony

It was almost like being on an urban plantation, a kind of modern-day sharecropping. You worked hard, brought in your crop, and you were always in debt to the landholder.

Outside my window, the British public traded crack, slept with itself for money, and fought drunken battles it couldn't remember in the morning.

Vida moderna

booths—all empty; she saw people who could not even read thrust arms, hands, fingers through the press of bodies around the news-vendors' machines to tear a sheet fresh off the printer and struggle to understand just what it was in those squiggling lines that was standing the world on its head.

yes, just another monsoon day out there in the Big City …

Now that he knew that he was, that he existed to celebrate his existence, he looked with delight and fascination at every all-night hot-food stall, every neon welcome to a caste bar or club, every vagrant waft of steam from the pneumatique ventilators, every puddle of yellow streetlight, every rain-slick cobble, because in the continued existence of those other things he saw his own being reflected.

only one man was left in Neu Ulmsbad Square to watch the black and silver pantycars come tunneling out of the clouds. "Is this part of it?" asked the man called Kilimanjaro West.

They say the whole city is alive, aware, at a level of consciousness totally alien to any we can know, Courtney Hall mused. Spooky.

means they'll mostly be Glasgow – and you

The city disappears street by street as you enter it.

The urban myth that carrots are good for your eyesight originated in wartime disinformation, intended to stop the Nazis wondering why the British were getting so good at spotting raiding bombers.

There's never really been a real hood Christmas movie.

No more small towns for me. I was going to the city to get my degree in pimping.

It was a tragic Westside slum inhabited by poverty-mauled blacks.