Jan Vogler Quotes

I won't go anywhere near the new Times Square. It's seizure-inducing.

There's a lot of distractions in New York.

I don't know how anyone gets anything done in cities. How can you live somewhere like London or New York, when there are 81 things to do every night? Awful. Give me solitude and space any time.

The two elements the traveler first captures in the big city are extra human architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish.

I know there's Brooklyn and all the boroughs, but Manhattan specifically is so condensed that the energy is very vibrant. Everywhere you look there is something happening.

Every day is a different day in New York; there's always something new going on.

I just love the sheer mess of New York.

Visits to crowded Indian urban centers unleash sensory assaults: colorful dress and lilting chatter provide a backdrop to every manner of commerce, from small shops to peddlers to beggars.

I was stranded in Disco. I went to dozens of darkened places with enough flashing lights to drive the average person mad. I felt lost in the pulse of sheer panic.

New York is a fun place to shoot, but it's definitely hectic.

New York is perfect for Tanizaki because it's filled with so many dark spaces.

Manhattan is a narrow island off the coast of New Jersey devoted to the pursuit of lunch.

A hundred times have I thought New York is a catastrophe and 50 times: It is a beautiful catastrophe.

If I lived in L.A., I'd be schizophrenic after a week.

L.A., it's nice, but I think of sunshine and people on rollerblades eating sushi. New York, I think of nighttime, I think of Times Square and Broadway and nightlife and the city that never sleeps.

I love New York; I love the city. It's impossible. It's a theme park of a city, isn't it.

New Yorkers may think they're on some cutting edge, but that's not especially true. It is, however, the most exciting heterogeneous mess of a town I've ever seen.

It's pretty cliched, but Times Square is just incredible. You really feel like you're in the capital of the world.

I like L.A., but I'm definitely a Brooklyn girl; I'm a city girl. I need the cars honking. I need the bright lights. I need people yelling in the middle of the night screaming at each other. I need all of that.

Everyone loves to feast their eyes on Times Square on New Year's Eve.

[On living in New York City:] I'm oblivious to everything. I just don't notice anything. I sat in a coffee shop, drank half a cup of coffee before I noticed there was lipstick on the cup. There was wadded-up gum and lipstick on the napkin. I must have been sitting on that woman's lap for an hour.

When we got off the streetcar at Times Square, it was somewhat of a letdown. Newspapers were blowing about the road and pavement, and Broadway looked seedy, like a slovenly woman just out of bed.

You can’t bring an unwritten place to life without losing something substantial. Manila is the cradle, the graveyard, the memory. The Mecca, the Cathedral, the bordello. The shopping mall, the urinal, the discotheque. I’m hardly speaking in metaphor. It’s the most impermeable of cities. How does one convey all that?

New York has a trip-hammer vitality which drives you insane with restlessness if you have no inner stabilizer.

A little bit of this town goes a very long way. After five days in Vegas you feel like you've been here for five years.