329 quotes found
“I could hear it from far away, that sound which only very big cities can produce: a sound consisting of all sounds rolled into one: the hum of voices and the cries of animals, bells ringing and the...”
“The San Francisco skyline sparkles in the distance, the bay spread out before it like a shark-infested welcome mat.”
“I like the idea of living in a city - any city, especially a strange one - like the thought of traffic and crowds, of working in a bookstore, waiting tables in a coffee shop, who knew what kind of ...”
“There are times when Los Angeles is the most magical city on Earth. When the Santa Ana winds sweep through and the air is warm and so, so clear. When the jacaranda trees bloom in the most brilliant...”
“She knows she is in Chicago. But she does not yet realize that she is in Illinois.”
“The city had been built by people from innumerable elsewheres. It was a chaos of cultures ordered only by its long streets. It belonged to no one and never would, or maybe it was a million cities i...”
“Well, maybe it started that way. As a dream, but doesnt everything. Those buildings. These lights. This whole city. Somebody had to dream about it first. And maybe that is what I did. I dreamed abo...”
“this was an environment built, not for man, but for man's absence.”
“Without knowing it, he had constructed a gigantic vertical zoo, its hundreds of cages stacked above each other. All the events of the past few months made sense if one realised that these brilliant...”
“the ragged skyline of the city resembled the disturbed encephalograph of an unresolved mental crisis.”
“It's a strange city... filled with things that are not obvious.”
“If you dont hear the crows of the roosters in the mornings, you are one cursed city fellow!”
“When I come back to you, if I come back to you, will I know you? Will you be the city of my memory? Or will you be a stranger?”
“I will not see you, she tells the city, but I will remember you.”
“All night, snow.Open the window,stretch my arms out.Keep my eyes openin the white, whipping wind.There are few cars on the highway.The river's frozen in places.In a city that never stops,I can hard...”
“The best thing to be in a city was anonymous. Failing that, however, notoriety would do.”
“An age-old city is like a pond. With its colours and reflections. Its chills and murk. Its ferment, its sorcery, its hidden life.A city is like a woman, with a womans desires and dislikes. Her aban...”
“My visage high above your city,Shines like gold, but half as pretty.Arms I've none, but hands I've two:Mondo, mini, black not blue.Climb my stairs and have no fears, All that threatens are my gears...”
“Although my father had never been there, I came to believe I would someday see that city for him.”
“We get so used to the gregarious nature of our towns and villages that we forget how crowded our existence has become.”
