3,292 Quotes About New-york

Everything that happens everywhere else happens on Staten Island, too, but here people try not to see the indecencies, the domestic violence, the drug use. And then, having denied what's right in front of their eyes, they tell themselves that at least they're living in a good place full of good people.

Dacă mi-ar fi dat să aleg între a fi obligat să trăiesc în Molokai tot restul vieții, sau în East End-ul Londrei, East Side-ul New Yorkului sau Stockyard-ul Chicago-ului, aş alege Molokai-ul fără să şovăi. Aş prefera un singur an în Molokai pentru cinci ani de viață în oricare din celelalte locuri amintite - haznale ale degradării şi mizeriei umane.

Jack: Well, I've never been to New York, but I hear it's for assholes. Odile: It's not.Jack: Well, that's what I heard. Cool people don't live there anymore, They all live here. In Chicago.

Everyone in New York City thinks they are famous without being famous.

It's bewildering to me how you can just start chatting with a complete stranger on Facebook, and - next thing you know - it seems as if there's some intense connection with the person - or at least you feel that closeness and hope it's mutual

Paradoxically, the more Michael kept me at a distance, the more I trusted him - perhaps because he was always willing to help me with tips and introductions even though he wanted absolutely nothing from me (and never reciprocated my nosiness with personal questions of his own with me).

Outside, in the pungency of the worn air, he sighed with premonitory tiredness. He locked the door, went up the steps, and headed for the subway that would take him to the upper West Side of town. He walked lightly and his face showed no awareness of all the thousands of people around him because he traveled in an eggshell through which came only subdued light and muffled sound.

Ephraim found a stack of postcards tied together with a faded green ribbon. He shuffled through them and found they were from every World's Fair from 1915 in San Francisco to 1939 in New York. None of the postcards hed been written on or mailed.

The messages must be stuck somewhere in the tube of light underneath the ocean that connects London and New York.