#nyc

The darker side of the City tried to emphasize the selfish parts of me by encouraging my sense of entitlement and my desire for personal space. But God seemed to whisper that the alternative existed: to let Him grow humility and concern for others in a way I had never experienced, to live out His peace amid whirling chaos. (p.67) ↗

— Tara Leigh Cobble

#faith #god #new-york-city #nyc #peace

falafel joint, jazz joint, gyro joint, corner. Schoolyard, creperie, realtor, corner. Tenement, tenement, tenement museum, corner. Pink Pony, Blind Tiger, muffin boutique, corner. Sex shop, tea shop, synagogue, corner. Bollywood, Buddha, botanica, corner. Leather outlet, leather outlet, leather outlet, corner. Bar, school, bar, school. People's Park, corner. Tyson mural, Celia Cruz mural, Ladi Di mural, corner. Bling shop, barbershop, car service corner. ↗

— Richard Price

#life

NYC is chaotic. And I am attracted to chaos. ↗

— Trevor Dunn

#attracted #chaos #chaotic #i #i am

Graffiti is not about clean lines, pretty colors and beautiful blends. Graffiti is my life's turbulence exploded on a wall. ↗

— Mint Serf

#graffiti #mint #mirf #nyc #serf

I went to a college in New York called New Paltz. I studied theater there for four years. I also studied privately in NYC with a teacher named Robert X. Modica. ↗

— Aida Turturro

#called #college #four #i #named

There's a reason I moved to NYC, and if I listed all the musicians on my list you'd grow weary. ↗

— Trevor Dunn

#i #list #listed #moved #musicians

My grandfather was a newspaper publisher and his paper had all the comics in NYC, so some of my earliest memories are of reading the family paper and heading straight for the comics insert. ↗

— Rick Moody

#earliest #earliest memories #family #grandfather #had

Probably everything in my life comes back to a feeling of abandonment, and this city never abandons you. ↗

— Ann Douglas

#new-york #new-york-city #nyc #life

Alfonse invested everything he did with a sense of all-consuming purpose. He knew four languages, had photographic memory, did complex mathematics in his head. He'd once told me that the art of getting ahead in New York was based on learning how to express dissatisfaction in an interesting way. The air was full of rage and complaint. People had no tolerance for your particular hardship unless you knew how to entertain them with it. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#art

She wanted to walk slowly and smell the wafting perfumes of bouquets that men had bought for their sweethearts and watch couples holding each other tight as they dashed along the pavement on their way to or from something that made them grateful to be in each other's company. Going home felt the same as going to sleep, and she was too bouncing, too overcome with bliss for that. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

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