Quiet Streets Quotes

Greenville, S.C., in the 1970s is a rolling green dream in my memory now.

My hometown is a very boring city. There isn't a lot of industry - there are a lot of trees. It's not like Beijing where the sky is always dark. In my city the sky is blue and the sun shines.

Suburbia, to me, was the most fantastical, unusual place. I thought it was Disneyland.

This is unexposed film of Greenwich Village because nothing ever happens there.

There are those who say that when civilization progresses a bit further transportation facilities will move into the skies and under the ground, and that our streets will again be quiet, but I know perfectly well that when that day comes some new device for torturing the old will be invented.

It was the beginning of a day in June; the deep blue sky unsullied by a cloud, and teeming with brilliant light. The streets were, as yet, nearly free from passengers, the houses and shops were closed, and the healthy air of morning fell like breath from angels, on the sleeping town.

At sunset we are rattling through the streets of the little town of Cordova.

I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.

The stifled hum of midnight, when traffic has lain down to rest, and the chariot wheels of Vanity, still rolling here and there through distant streets, are bearing her to halls roofed in and lighted to the due pitch for her; and only vice and misery, to prowl or to moan like night birds, are abroad.

People tend to think of Brisbane as a sleepy, sub-topical place. I don't know. It's like Baltimore or something. I don't know. You would hear the family dramas going on behind closed doors.

Auburn is a very small, quiet college town, a different kind of place geographically and culturally.

I grew up in the suburbs.

I love how quiet and calm Milwaukee is.

Growing up in Canada, I used to love a walk in the early morning, when the streets are quiet and the sun was shining. Walking in the morning is still very refreshing... and if I can, I will walk to my first meeting or appointment.

There is a comfortable feeling in small towns. It is salubrious.

Paris is mostly retired people - I love it, and it's a beautiful city, but it's quite slow.

Visually, I love the setting of suburbia.

Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aquatint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they had done in Newman's day; her autumnal mists, her grey springtime, and the rare glory of her summer days - such as that day - when the chestnut was in flower and the bells rang out high and clear over her gables and cupolas, exhaled the soft airs of centuries of youth. It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance, and carried it still, joyously, over the intervening clamour.

My wife and I, we like to ride where there's not much traffic.

People think New York is crazy and busy, but it's actually a great place for lazy people to live.