Quotes About City

The road was called Agnes weeps, after the town's first schoolteacher, who had burst into tears when she saw how plunging and twisting the road was and realized how remote the town must be. But from the first moment I laid eyes on it, I loved that road. I thought of it as a winding staircase taking me out of the traffic jams, news bulletins, bureaucrats, air-raid sirens and locked doors of city life. Jim said we should rename the road Lilly sings.

For the first time in our lives, we were living on the backs of others, but that was how you got ahead in the city. When Jim said it made him feel like a vulture, I told him that scavengers got a bum rap. "Vultures don't kill animals, they live off the dead," I said. "And that's what we're doing. We're not bringing misfortune on these people, we're just taking advantage of it.

Yapayaln?z?m, ama kentin üzerine yürüyen bir ordu gibiyim.

Paris was dead. More cars, more pedestrians—except at certain hours in certain quarters. We walked between the cobblestones; it appeared that we were the forgotten members of an immense exodus. A bit of provincial life was caught on the sharp angles of the capital; it remained a skeleton city, pompous and immobile, too long and too big for us: too large, the streets that we discovered as far as the eye could see, too great the distances, too vast the perspectives: we got lost.

I always find it particularly difficult to work in New York because there are so many things to do.

I teach at Eastern University, which is highly committed to doing work among the poor and the oppressed peoples of the world. We have a special commitment to the city.

I want to live and work in Chicago for the rest of my life. You know when you were growing up and you wanted to become president? What I want now is to be mayor of this damned town in ten years.

Just like New Yorkers themselves, the trees in New York [city] work harder than any others in the world.

I don't really live the bohemian life. I come to work in Midtown everyday, along with all the work-a-day folk.

I love that Toronto is demonstrating that a big, highly diverse, multicultural city can actually work and work well, if its residents have the attitude of Torontonians.

Work. Home. The pub. Meeting girls. Living in the city. Life. Is that all there is?

In L.A. everyone is in the entertainment industry, so you're forced to think about work.

There's something hypocritical about a city that keeps half of its population underground half of the time; you can start believing that there's much more space than there really is-to live, to work.

I want London to be a competitive, dynamic place to come to work.

there's something about Paris that gives you a mental slap all the time, and you can't just sit still and do nothing. You've got to work, to keep up with the pace, the sting in the atmosphere.

I've been known to write on the Underground in London and on the subway in New York. I have two or three cafes in Paris that I go into. I find a corner with a little shade, and I can work.

I used to live in New York, and I have friends that work in the fashion world, and I feel like I had an ear to the ground there.

I think it's really hard to work in a city where you live too, because I get so absorbed with the movie that I become a bad friend and a bad participant in my own life.

I'm a New Yorker, and I rarely get to work at home.

For my part, I plan to work out a fair and adequate redistribution of city services to all city neighborhoods.

Once I walked out of my house into to the Puerto Rican Day parade. It was usually a five-minute walk to work, but that day it took me a half-hour to get to 30 Rock.

I think that would be great, if I could be in a city and wasn't even allowed to work.

Women in New York have to work much harder to compete with the supermodels for attention.

We've got to create strategies of our own that ensure that our kids are going to get an education they need, that people are getting connected to skills and that we do more to draw investment into the city of Flint.