Urban Noise Quotes

L.A.'s a lot of noise and stuff. You always hear cars and stuff.

Cities can be paradoxical places. In the mornings they buzz with commuters, in the evenings they come alive with diners and partygoers, at weekends the streets fill with shoppers and market traders. But amidst the hustle and bustle, even the greatest city can be a lonely place.

Tower'd cities please us then, And the busy hum of men.

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.

I like going down to London for a couple of days, but it's a place where I'd never fancy living - too busy, too lively, people on top of you.

I come from New York. It's busy. It's populated. It's noisy. It's loud.

Is it not important to find out how to listen not only to what is being said but to everything - to the noise in the streets, to the chatter of birds, to the noise of the tramcar, to the restless sea, to the voice of your husband, to your wife, to your friends, to the cry of a baby?

Billboards, billboards, drink this, eat that, use all manner of things, everyone, the best, the cheapest, the purest and most satisfying of all their available counterparts. Red lights flicker on every horizon, airplanes beware; cars flash by, more lights. Workers repair the gas main. Signs, signs, lights, lights, streets, streets.

But at my back from time to time I hear The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring. O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter And on her daughter They wash their feet in soda water.

The modern city hardly knows a pure darkness or true silence anymore, nor does it know the effect of a single small light or that of a lonely distant shout.

I live in a flat in central London. I do like it there; there's always stuff going on. But I do crave a bit of peace and quiet.

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's hard to find a place where you're out of earshot of some kind of noise.

I like the country, the peace and quiet, because the music business is so hectic.

The whole world is covered in graffiti. No one cares. It's just part of urban noise.

Noise is evolving not only the endurers of noise but the needers of noise.

I live in New York City, so there's so much stimulation when you walk outside, it does not require a television in the home.

There's something so soothing about the hum of Grand Central Station.

A real New Yorker likes the sound of a garbage truck in the morning.

My wife and kids like the quiet and the countryside - I still find that kind of quiet hard to listen to.

I live in a neighborhood that's really filled with sound - there's a lot of Jamaican auto body shops, and the guys next door play hip hop.

I respond to the sound of London being spoken - to the sound of London.

I miss the noise in New York: the sound of taxis and that constant buzz the city has.

Quiet is definitely not how I would describe New York, but if I go outside of the front door, I see the beautiful Central Park, so it's a nice place to be. And I have a very quiet room, which helps!