Quotes About New York

Right now, we as a team and myself, we set a standard, we kind of teased the city of New York a little bit. Because now everybody expects us to play at this level, this high level, that's where we hold ourselves accountable and push ourselves in this offseason to come back and be at that level or even better.

I want to retire in New York, let's be quite frank. I think a lot of people jumped the gun when I said I wanted to be a free agent. And yeah, I want people to come to play in New York. I want them to want to play in New York. I want New York to be that place where guys want to come play.

I came to New York for a reason. I've been with you all my life, almost to a fault. I wanted to come here and take on the pressures of playing in New York. So one thing I would tell my fans: If you haven't heard it from me, then it ain't true.

1863 Draft Riots:

She says New York was like Sesame Street for grown-ups, everyone has big hearts and you can be anything you wanna be.

If someone lives in New York, he's a New Yorker - they are entitled to the best medical system in the world.

Harry had been down to Washington Square to hear an open-air concert of chamber music. How you could play chamber music outdoors Chester didn't understand—but it was New York and anything could happen.

Después del colapso de 2008, pude hacer arreglos para que casi un millón de escolares de Nueva York, cuyas familias recibían asistencia social o cupones de alimentos, recibieran un cheque por $200, sin nada a cambio.

The place smelled of fairgrounds, of lazy crowds, of nights when you stayed out because you couldn't go to bed, and it smelled like New York, of its calm and brutal indifference.

It took nearly half an hour for the bus to creep forward until it approached the heavy, fortress-like building of the border check-point. When Bryce saw the high barbed-wire fence with it's V-shaped barrier on the top stretching off in both directions, he shook his head in disbelief. Two days ago, he had driven across this border between New York and Connecticut at about sixty-five mils an hour with hardly a second thought.

I like to visit New York, but I wouldn't live there if you gave it to me.

If there ever was an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptown-on-the-Hudson, called New York.

Money is another pressure. I'm not complaining, I'm just saying that there's a certain luxury in having no money. I spent ten years in New York not having it, not worrying about it. Suddenly you have it, then you worry, where is it going? Am I doing the right thing with it?

Jesus, Peabody." Amazed, Eve slid out into traffic. "You checked out her ass?" "I check out everyone's ass. It's a hobby." "Get a new one. Like . . . bird-watching or something." "Bird-watching? In New York?

She was a cop, a Homicide lieutenant with eleven years on the job protecting and defending the hard, merciless streets of New York. There was little she hadn't seen, touched, smelled, or waded through. Because people, to her mind, would always and could always find more inventive and despicable ways to kill their fellow man, she knew just what torments could be inflicted on the human body. But bloody and brutal murder was nothing compared to giving birth.

If being a f*ckhead was a crime, I'd have to lock up half of New York. And occasionally arrest myself.

The guy stroked his goatee. What do you call twenty guys watching the world series? The New York Yankees, Butch replied.

Three a.m. in downtown Caldwell, New York, gave you just enough obstacles to keep shit amusing.

MOUNTAINS OF CALDWELL, NEW YORK, PRESENT DAY T

And before me was the great raw bulge and bulk of my American continent; somewhat far across, gloomy, crazy New York was throwing up its cloud of dust and brown steam. There is something brown and holy about the East; and California is white like washlines and emptyheaded - at least that's what I thought then.

I had traveled eight thousand miles around the American continent and I was back on Times Square; and right in the middle of a rush hour, too, seeing with my innocent road-eyes the absolute madness and fantastic hoorair of New York with its millions and millions hustling forever for a buck among themselves, the mad dream-grabbing, taking, giving, sighing, dying, just so they could be buried in those awful cemetery cities beyond Long Island City.

New York gets god awful cold in the winter but there's a feeling of wacky comradeship somewhere in the streets.

When daybreak came we were zooming through New Jersey with the great cloud of Metropolitan New York rising before us in the snowy distance. Dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. He said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York.

Dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. He said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York.