Quotes About City

Every human is allowed to be sentimental about a spring day in New York. It's our birthright.

The old differentiation between the German "uptown" Jew and the Russian of the "Lower East Side" has become a difference between the "quiet, cultivated Wall Street type" and the "noisy, pushy, Seventh Avenue type"—who do not mix any more easily than oil and water. And out of all this has come the impression that Jews "dominate" both these fields in the city.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

Sam screamed the fun scream, and there it was. Downtown lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. and in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

Ma, soprattutto, piangevo perchè, all'improvviso, mi ero reso conto che ero proprio io quello in piedi, nel tunnel, con il vento che gli sferzava il viso. Non m'interessava vedere il centro della città. Non ci pensavo nemmeno. Perché ero in piedi, nel tunnel. Ed ero presente, davvero. E questo è bastato a farmi provare quella sensazione di infinito.

Standing to leave, he looked at her one last time, hating her and loving her just the same. She was yet another thing tying him to the city, his duty to her like a straitjacket holding him against his will. A locked box he couldn't find a way out of.

Pero sobre todo, lloraba porque de repente fui consciente del hecho de que era yo el que estaba de pie en ese túnel con el viento corriendo por mi cara. Sin preocuparme de ver el centro de la ciudad. Sin ni siquiera pensar en ello. Porque estaba de pie en el túnel. Y estaba realmente allí. Y aquello era suficiente para hacerme sentir infinito.

On that gray street, with the smell of industrial smokes in the air and the afternoon bleeding away to evening, downtown Derry looked only marginally more charming than a dead hooker in a church pew.

Many already leaving Sobriety City on the Alcohol Express

Can a mordern city burn,' he asked Tom. 'One made mostly of concrete and metal and glass? Could it burn the way Chicago did after Mrs. O'Leary's cow kicked over the lantern?

New Orleans, city of roaches, city of decay, city of our family, and of happy, happy people.

I love Amsterdam. The city is vibrant and alive. It's fresh and so open. It's definitely one of my favorite places.

No, I love Montreal... I think I love Montreal more than Montreal loves me... I love the food there.

I liked Berkeley tremendously, Berkeley was a very leftist campus. I came to love that city as much as I love Paris or the south of France or New York.

But there is so much more to do for the city we love... a Dallas with roads as strong as our businesses, parks as beautiful as our children, a downtown as tall as our imagination.

I love walking around and grabbing coffee and sitting in a park and people watching… I love Greenwich Village.

People in New York love having roof parties.

I love New York City. Everyone is busy with their own lives - and no one is interested in some Hollywood celebrity walking past in downtown Manhattan.

Love is a God, who cooperates in securing the safety of the city.

I'd love to visit Thailand just for the street food and the energy of a city like Bangkok.

I love New Orleans I love the way it looks. I love the way it feels.

I love the big red bus!

It's funny because I think it also goes very well with the show. It has this reputation as being this love city where everyone goes to get married, but when you get there, it's very corny and tacky.

As Pierre Manent described it, the city is anything but a family or community. "In reality, it subordinates the family and the group.… It takes young men from their families living, and brings them back dead.