Quotes About City

New York was breaking my concentration and disintegrating my thoughts.

I've always liked street lights, and I've always photographed them. I probably have a collection of two to three thousand photographs of them, just around the city, mainly at night.

New York is celebrated as a leader in our nation's quest for progress because ours is a city built by the labor of a thousand different shades and accents.

It's hilarious; every time I get to a new city, I'll have a thousand DMs about where to get pancakes.

The reality, sitting ten thousand miles away, is that we remain the country that inspires. We remain that shining city on a hill.

Still the towers of Trebizond, the fabled city, shimmer on a far horizon, gated and walled and held in a luminous enchantment. It seems that for me, and however much I must stand outside them, this must for ever be. But at the city's heart lie the pattern and the hard core, and these I can never make my own: they are too far outside my range. The pattern should perhaps be easier, the core less hard. This seems, indeed, the eternal dilemma.

Queer, fantastic, most lovely life! Sordid, squalid, grotesque life, bitter as black tea, sour as stale wine! Gloriously funny, brilliant as a flowerbed, bright as a street in hell, - unsteady as swing-boat, silly as a drunkard's dream, tragic as a poem by Masefield… To have one's corner in it, to run here and there about the city, grinning like a dog - what more did one want?

Many of these omnibuses were driven, oddly enough, by male models who had retired from the business, which meant that Parisians of Manet's day were transported around the city by men who had once posed as valiant biblical heroes or the vindictive deities of classical mythology.

What brings you up to the City?" he said when we were inside. To San Franciscans, there's only one city.

Bajo el cielo, resignadas, reposan las aguas melancólicas. Las torres y las sombras se confunden de tal modo que todo parece suspendido en el aire, mientras que desde una torre orgullosa, la Muerte como un espectro gigante, contempla la ciudad que yace a sus pies.

There is no city in America that has reduced crime as much as we have in the last three years. This is not the product of accident. This is the product of design.

San Francisco is a mad city - inhabited for the most part by perfectly insane people whose women are of a remarkable beauty.

The earthquakes in people's heads, half the city's population was cracked, a rabble of doom-merchants, psychos, ghouls. They could smell a funeral a mile off, and out they crawled, out of the woodwork. A funeral lit them up, it was like fuel, it kept them burning for days.

New York is the only city in the world where you can get deliberately run down on the sidewalk by a pedestrian.

She didn't really know London, only lived in it.

I've seen this city taking itself to heaven in pieces.

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NY 101. It'll rob you and cheat you. It'll take your friends and turn them on you. It'll kick your ass and break your heart. But then it'll pick you up again, make you feel so totally alive and untouchable. It's the center of the world, it's the best place in the world, and once it's in your heart it'll never leave you.

Another funny thing about living in this city is how easy it can be to lose track of people. We're all so busy, always rushing around, so wrapped up in our own stuff. It stops occurring to us to check in with friends. I mean REALLY check in with them.

I live in Los Angeles, which is the second most polluted city in the world, and I wake up in the morning to dirt all over my window.

As she walked, trying to find a hotel--any hotel--she was offered at least ten different ways of getting high, four or five ways of getting laid, and at least one way of getting even.

As night falls the city extricates itself from the work of the day and the stars prepare to come out. These were not the stars I was used to in the skies of my town and in the Land of Israel, but they are stars nevertheless. I'm grateful to them because even in a strange land they console me.

In the city of Mysore, there is a tradition. If you have something to do, you go up Chamundi Hill. And if you have nothing to do, you go up Chamundi Hill. If you fall in love, you go up Chamundi Hill. And if you fall out of love, you have to go up Chamundi Hill.

My city and my country, as I am Antoninus, is Rome; as I am a man, it is the world.