Portuguese Proverb Quotes

I don't think any other city in the world... the sun doesn't shine the same way anywhere as it does in New York. And then I guess everyone's very good at hanging out. Not in a crazy way, but you're just constantly interacting and learning.

New York is the perfect model of a city, not the model of a perfect city.

A culture, we all know, is made by its cities.

I received a grant from The Ford Foundation to write a book for kids about urban perception, or how people experience cities, but I kept putting off writing it. Instead I started to write what became The Phantom Tollbooth.

We say we want to create beauty, identity, quality, singularity. And yet, maybe in truth these cities that we have are desired. Maybe their very characterlessness provides the best context for living.

Cities are immortal.

I wrote a book of essays about New York called 'The Colossus of New York,' but it's not about - you know, when I'm writing about rush hour or Central Park, it's not a black Central Park, it's just Central Park, and it's not a black rush hour, it's just rush hour.

Certain parts are bad in every city, but Chicago is beautiful.

Cities degrade us by magnifying trifles.

Cities are about juxtaposition.

You cannot separate the buildings out from the infrastructure of cites and the mobility of transit.

When I thought about Detroit, I would think big city, very urban - not a lot of places to walk around, not a lot of parks. I sort of pictured Manhattan almost, where, besides Central Park, it's all city and big buildings. But now that I'm here, you see people pushing strollers, people hanging out in the park.

One of the things I love about 'Rubicon' is I really recognize the New York City that they're depicting in it, having lived here for 15 years.

I think everybody has a good and bad side.

The city is the nerve center of our civilization. It is also the storm center.

Life in cities is not a spring but a river, or rather, a water main. It progresses like a novel, artificially.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

When you look at a city, you know, it looks so unique. You feel this kind of uniqueness, you know, and especially if you go from a big city to a small city or if you go from one country to another. Cities look very different, often. They even feel very different. You know, and they are, of course. They certainly are.

There is a soul of truth in error; there is a soul of good in evil.

As a remedy to life in society I would suggest the big city. Nowadays, it is the only desert within our means.

Until I was about 13, Manhattan had been a world seen from its edges.

There are many sides of the urban life that I dislike, but there are many sides I am deeply in love with and attached to.

London is a vast, complex city designed by the same guy who created the Habitrail.

The City of New York is like an enormous citadel, a modern Carcassonne. Walking between the magnificent skyscrapers one feels the presence on the fringe of a howling, raging mob, a mob with empty bellies, a mob unshaven and in rags.

The city was bigger than its buildings, bigger than its inhabitants too. It had its own nuances. It accepted whatever came its way, the crime and the violence and the little shocks of good that crawled out from underneath the everyday.