Quotes About Neighborhood

I live in a neighborhood so bad that you can get shot while getting shot.

At a really early age I connected with old soul and blues. My grandma used to take me to little record stores around Pittsburgh and buy me old records. I was 6, and I'd sing the songs at block parties. My grandma would get a kick out of hearing me do material that was far beyond my years. I was known around the neighborhood as the little girl with the big voice, and I always liked that contrast.

Or to really care what time it was, in an America where the idea of the future was a form of nostalgia rarely discussed outside of corner bars and neighborhood marijuana dispensaries.

Tomorrow morning before we depart, I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood.

If you've...got someone within ten minutes' walk who can make you laugh and someone else within a five-minute walk who can help you mourn, you're a millionaire.

One of these days I'm going to write a book about living in New York—in a sixteen-story apartment house complete with families, bachelors, career girls, a ninety-year-old Village Idiot and a doorman who can tell you the name and apartment number of every one of the twenty-seven resident dogs. I am so tired of being told what a terrible place New York is to live in by people who don't live there.

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighbourhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.

Mallaby Road, Harrow, as the Saint discovered, was one of those jolly roads in which ladies and gentlemen live. Lords and ladies may be found in such places as Mayfair, Monte Carlo, and St Moritz; men and women may be found almost anywhere; but Ladies and Gentlemen blossom in their full beauty only in such places as Mallaby Road

I came from a tough neighborhood. I used to be a 'dirty Greek.'

My world was small growing up. I never really left the three-mile radius of my tiny neighborhood in the San Fernando Valley.

When the economy goes sour, there are three different kinds of restaurants that do well: the smaller-scale neighborhood restaurants that don't ask much of you; those that have banked enormous goodwill by offering great value during the boom; and those with proven records of excellence, a sure thing.

When you own an apartment in NewYork, it's important to know what's happening in your building. Each building runs as its own little municipal town. Much like you might be interested in knowing what is happening in your town because it has a direct effect on the value of your property.

Bono had grown up in a lower-class neighborhood with a "constant sense that violence was around the corner." His mother and grandfather died within days of each other, and he and his brother were raised by his father, "a house of men, and all that goes with that.

BONO AND HIS family had moved around the corner from us on Central Park West. We could wave at each other from our terraces.

In my neighborhood, there are stray goats everywhere, and, someone owns it. Someone has a farm full of goats. At daytime, they just let them loose, but then at nighttime, they just come back. So, it's like, in daytime, the whole neighborhood is just filled with goats walking around.

Dive bars rely on a steady stream of neighborhood regulars to keep their doors open.

Quality of life actually begins at home - it's in your street, around your community.

Mulberry Street was the beating heart of the Italian-American experience, but you don't find those gangsters now. I live with a bunch of yuppies and models.

I live on the same street as my family, actually. I live across the road. I'm a real family person!

I was born here and I was raised here in Los Angeles. And when I was five years old, my best friends were Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen because we lived across the street from each other.

As a kid I could be in New Lodge in a minute. I'd go down our street, turn right and I was there.

But some things are the same. My mother still owns the house I grew up in, on what would now be called a cul de sac, but which the sign on the corner called a dead end street.

I was privileged to grow up in Mexico at a time when you could play in the streets. We lived not too far from the ocean, and we would be outside all the time with the neighbours' kids, running free. What better place could there be for a child?

My neighborhood, Coconut Grove, we always played in the streets. It was corner against corner. We all had football teams. Different neighborhoods.