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It is necessary to find one's own way in New York. New York City is not hospitable. She is very big and she has no heart. She is not charming. She is not sympathetic. She is rushed and noisy and unkempt, a hard, ambitious, irresolute place, not very lively, and never gay. When she glitters she is very, very bright, and when she does not glitter she is dirty. New York does nothing for those of us who are inclined to love her except implant in our hearts a homesickness that baffles us until we go away from her, and then we realize why we are restless. At home or away, we are homesick for New York not because New York used to be better and not because she used to be worse but because the city holds us and we don't know why. ↗

— Maeve Brennan

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That's the problem with living in New York. You've got no New York to run away to. ↗

— Amor Towles

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Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#new-york-city #survival #twilight #new-york-city

New York is an ugly city, a dirty city. Its climate is a scandal, its politics are used to frighten children, its traffic is madness, its competition is murderous. But there is one thing about it - once you have lived in New York and it has become your home, no place else is good enough. ↗

— John Steinbeck

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Were you ever actually going to leave New York, or were you just saying that to get her to finally make a move?” “Clary,” said Luke, “I am shocked that you would suggest such a thing. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

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One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years. ↗

— Tom Wolfe

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People go to LA to "find themselves", they come to New York to become someone new. ↗

— Lindsey Kelk

#la #new-york-city #new-york-city

There is something in the New York air that makes sleep useless. ↗

— Simone de Beauvoir

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Puck stopped his drumming [on his belly] for a brief moment and grinned at Sabrina. I hear they have a lot of plastic surgeons in New York City. If I were you I'd make an appointment for that face as soon as you get there," he quipped. Sabrina scowled and shook a fist at him. "Keep it up, stinkpot, and you're going to need a plastic surgeon yourself." Puck winked. "No need to get all mushy on me, Grimm. ↗

— Michael Buckley

#puck #sabrina #sisters-grimm #new-york-city

Practically everybody in New York has half a mind to write a book -and does ↗

— Groucho Marx

#writers #new-york-city