Quotes About Urban

After working in cities for nearly 40 years, I am telling you that every city can improve its quality of life in less than three years, no matter the scale or the financial conditions.

Liverpool is the pool of life, it makes to live.

I think San Francisco is the best place in the whole world for an easy life.

Life is a long headache in a noisy street.

I, unfortunately, take the subway a lot. It's not my preference, but it is my lot in life.

Now I got these diaries that have the greatest hero a writer needs, this crazy fucking New York.

In case you were unaware, "woke" is a term used by urban teens to describe a mental state in which one believes they are cognizant of how the world really works but instead wouldn't have a clue if it slapped them in the face. Saying that someone is "woke" is a hip way of saying that they suffer from late-stage Dunning-Kruger effect.)

Everybody has a gun in their car in Detroit.

Chicago led the nation in shootings in the first six months of 2014, with more than 1,100. During the July 4, 2014, weekend alone, there were 84 shootings and 14 homicides in Chicago. Yet the corporate mass media failed to inform the public that Chicago, with some of

Philadelphia was then the largest city in North America, with nearly 51,000 inhabitants

I've been in California for about 15 years now. You're always in your car and insulated. I miss New York so much.

Miss Stephens, observing the chaos that was normal for central London at that hour of the day, observed, 'This is very disorganised. Cannot it be better arranged

Detroit, Leary writes, the storied birthplace of the United States's hi-tech, labor intensive, middle-class-creating industrial capitalism, "remains the Mecca of urban ruins," its blighted baroque and modernist architecture captured in glossy coffee-table books and New York Times essays,

The snow fell softly on the street. It muffled sound. It sent people scurrying homeward, so that the street was soon deserted, empty, quiet. And it could have been any street in the city, for the snow laid a delicate film over the sidewalk, over the brick of the tired, old buildings; gently obscuring the grime and the garbage and the ugliness.

the crap game in progress in the middle of the block, the scraps of obscene talk she heard as she passed the poolroom, the tough young boys with their caps on backward who swaggered by, were things that she saw with the eyes of an adult and reacted to from an adult's point of view. It was impossible to know how this street looked to eight-year-old Bub.

And then she thought about the other streets. It wasn't just this street that she was afraid of or that was bad. It was any street where people were packed together like sardines in a can.

These handkerchief gardens are a traditional German solution to apartment dwellers' yearning for a tool shed and a vegetable garden. They make a patchwork of green in odd corners of urban land, along train lines or canals or, as here, in the lee of the Wall.

At ground level Alexanderplatz is a monstrous expanse of grey concrete designed to make people feel small. It works.

She raised her glass and thought of what Frankie had said that first night she met him and fell for him. 'Not bad for a wee tart from the Gorbals.

Were a new Dante to come among us, he could write a new Inferno after visiting one of these railway stations.

No matter how fancy it all looked or how large the city, humans were still closing the equivalent of stockade doors at night and shivering in fear of what watched them from the woods and fields.

Silence in the shell of a city, no baby crying, no car honking, no ambulance shrieking, no lovers moaning, no drunks throwing up in the alley, no lights, nothing but wind and rain and snow in its season and rust and a rattling of open doors and carcass smell. It was a possibility like a brain tumor or a scorpion bite.

Yo andaba sudorosa de un lado a otro ante su mirada imaginaria por el Boulevard des Italiens, mientras él estaba en cualquier otro lugar, inaccesible.

It's a numbers gamein a dense urban area there are so many of us that even unintentional pollution would cause all the crap we see in the water.