Quotes About City life

I certainly have no plans to leave London. It's a great town.

Brooklyn, it's a great town, a great city. It's New York.

Especially for me, growing up in such a small town in the middle of nowhere, the desire to be away was incredible. I wanted to see new lands, meet new people from the city, and meet people that were in much less fortunate situations than I was, so that I could be more appreciative of my present. At least I had food on the table.

Everybody lives in a city, cause there's not too many people in the small towns who can find work.

But I was also doing odd jobs around Portland, like spreading gravel and transplanting bamboo trees.

What the New Yorker calls home would seem like a couple of closets to most Americans, yet he manages not only to live there but also to grow trees and cockroaches right on the premises.

Real New York and imaginary New York aren't easily separated. The stuff of a city isn't only material; it's spiritual as well.

I love New York City.

I miss New York. I still love how people talk to you on the street - just assault you and tell you what they think of your jacket.

But I love New York. I used to set my alarm clock when I was there, and get up at 4am and get a coffee, just because I could.

In New York, you can just wake up and everything sorts itself out. I love that, not having a plan.

I actually would love to live in New York. But I need land; I need space. I'd love to move to a place where I could have a lot of land and a goat.

I love New York, I love the smell of New York... I love the subway.

I would love to spend a year living in New York; I've wanted to do that since I was 18. I'll be really disappointed if I'm 50 and haven't done something like that.

Everything's bigger better, or worse in London. That's just the way of it.

New Yorkers, by reputation, are fast-talking, assertive and easily annoyed; I fit right in.

In NY sensuality completely turns into sexuality - no objects for the senses to respond to, no beautiful river, houses, people. Awful smells of the street, and dirt... Nothing except eating, if that, and the frenzy of the bed.

I've lived my entire life in New York, and it informs everything.

When I was living in New York, I tried to make it work for a year, but I didn't really have my own space to be creative. It was really inspiring, but I think that coming to L.A. has allowed me to take a breath.

Talvez o facto de viver numa grande cidade como Londres me levasse a desconfiar de estranhos, hábito que queria perder.

crecimos juntos, nos corrompimos juntos, la vida nos echó a perder. La llamaban «la ciudad de la eterna primavera», y a mí «el niño Jesús»: el niño Jesús resultó un demonio, y su Medellín –con tanta fábrica, con tanto carro, con tanto ladrón respirando– un infierno en verano.

Not quite so long ago as a generation, there was no panting giant here, no heaving, grimy city . . . there was time to live.

They have manners, Claudine. They're just different from ours. The person who pushed me on the bus expected to be pushed back. That's what I was supposed to do; it's just a game. You won't find better people than in New York.

If you did not want much, there was plenty. Keeping a nigger happy these days is like catering to a king. In New York you are your own person. You may reach out and embrace all of Manhattan in sweet aloneness, or you can go to hell if you want to.