Quotes About Urban

She missed the built environment of New York City. It was only in an urban landscape, amid straight lines and architecture, that she could situate herself in human time and history. She missed people. She missed human intrigue, drama and power struggles. She needed her own species, not to talk to, necessarily, but just to be among, as a bystander in a crowd or an anonymous witness.

It was only in an urban landscape, amid straight lines and architecture, that she could situate herself in human time and history.

while the hookers and junkies spun like windblown litter in their wake.

Lulu writes: "When Mother, Mr. Jones and I were walking through those strange, crowded downtown streets, where people were sticking their hands into pickle barrels, pointing to smoked fish, and eating sliced herring, I saw the scene in a whole new way. They weren't buying food: They were finding their way home.

It was a completely innocent remark. To me, the subway is more than a quick way to get from one place to another. It is New York in miniature, an intimate glimpse of the city. You rub shoulders with everyone who lives here, find out what they're reading, see what they're wearing, eavesdrop on their conversations.

Nairobi: la ciudad, vacía, no se había despertado aún de su perezoso sueño de domingo

A farm is an irregular patch of nettles bounded by short-term notes, containing a fool and his wife who didn't know enough to stay in the city.

She has lost her city eyes. Who you have city eyes you cannot see the invisible people.

Construction work was the art of making the city become aware of itself as a fragile organism at the mercy of forces against which there was no appeal.

Sing against death. Command the wildness of the city.

En aquella metrópoli de lenguas y cuchicheos, ni los oídos más finos oían algo fidedigno

When you have city eyes you cannot see the invisible people, the men with elephantiasis of the balls and the beggars in boxcars don't impinge on you, and the concrete sections of future drainpipes don't look like dormitories.

Cities change.

The mobs of great cities add just so much to the support of pure government as sores do to the strength of the human body.

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge.

I'll be a president that will turn our inner cities around and will give strength to people and will give economics to people and will bring jobs back.

New York has always prided itself on its bad manners. That is the real source of our strength.

Cities are an immense laboratory of trial and error, failure and success, in city building and city design.

Until we're educating every kid in a fantastic way, until every inner city is cleaned up, there is no shortage of things to do.

The city that has speed has success.

Part of my success with urban bachata is reinventing yourself as an artist and continuing to give people different kind of fusions, mixing up the elements and concepts without changing the beat.

D'abord, madame, Paris est Paris, c'est-à-dire une espèce de tourbillon où l'on perd la mémoire de toutes choses, au milieu du bruit que fait le monde en courant et la terre en tournant.

No walking in the moonlight, no Ouija boards, no candles, no red shoes, no wearing black, no going shoeless, no amulets, no night-blooming flowers, no reading novels about magic, no cats, no crows, and no venturing below Fourteenth Street. Yet no matter

There wasn't a tear to be seen on the faces of the men and women in the street as the two of them walked down to Schrafft's. Only him, again, leaning by the door, suit jacket and fedora, the sunlight striking gold, the leg he had favored bent back and pressed against the building. He was smoking a cigarette. He was the handsomest man on the block. He was waiting for her. She felt Pauline beside her