#york

I moved to New York City for my health. I'm paranoid and it was the only place where my fears were justified. ↗

— Anita Weiss

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The city was different back then--poor and crumbling--kept alive only by the gritty determination and steely cynicism of its occupants. But underneath the dirt was the apple-cheeked optimism of possibility, and while she worked, the whole city seemed to throb along with her. ↗

— Candace Bushnell

#determination #new-york-city #possibility #victory-ford #new-york-city

I'm in love with New York. It matches my mood. I'm not overwhelmed. It is the suitable scene for my ever ever heightened life. I love the proportions, the amplitude, the brilliance, the polish, the solidity. I look up at Radio City insolently and love it. It's all great, and Babylonian. Broadway at night. Cellophane. The newness. The vitality. True, it is only physical. But it's inspiring. Just bring your own contents, and you create a sparkle of the highest power. I'm not moved, not speechless. I stand straight, tough and I meet the impact. I feel the glow and the dancing in everything. The radio music in the taxis, scientific magic, which can all be used lyrically. That's my last word. Give New York to a poet. He can use it. It can be poetized. Or maybe that's mania of mine, to poetize. I live lightly, smoothly, actively, ears or eyes wide open, alert, oiled! I feel the glow and the dancing in every thing and the tempo is like that of my blood. I'm at once beyond, over and in New York, tasting it fully. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#new-york #poetry #inspirational

There is more sophistication and less sense in New York than anywhere else on the globe. ↗

— Don Herold

#else #globe #less #more #new

True New Yorkers do not really seek information about the outside world. They feel that if anything is not in New York it is not likely to be interesting. ↗

— Jimmy Breslin

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I had always been warned that American didn't always get sarcasm ↗

— Lindsey Kelk

#humour #new-york-city #new-york-city

Guys like you can't escape the city. Hell, you a got a blood contract with this place. You're married to the old girl. ↗

— Mickey Spillane

#obsession #new-york-city

Central Park is the grandiose symbol of the front yard each child in New York hasn't got. ↗

— Robert Benchley

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That's how quickly New York City comes about - like a weather wane - or the head of a cobra. Time tells which. ↗

— Amor Towles

#nyc #new-york-city

Vulgar of manner, overfed, Overdressed and underbred; Heartless, Godless, hell's delight, Rude by day and lewd by night… Crazed with avarice, lust and rum, New York, thy name's delirium. ↗

— Byron Rufus Newton

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