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In Boston they ask, how much does he know? In New York, how much is he worth? In Philadelphia, who were his parents? ↗

— Mark Twain

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New York is a diamond iceberg floating in river water. ↗

— Truman Capote

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You haven't lived until you died in New York. ↗

— Alexander Woollcott

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New York City is the most fatally fascinating thing in America. She sits like a great witch at the gate of the country, showing her alluring white face, and hiding her crooked hands and feet under the folds of her wide garments,--constantly enticing thousands from far within, and tempting those who come from across the seas to go no farther. And all these become the victims of her caprice. Some she at once crushes beneath her cruel feet; others she condemns to a fate like that of galley slaves; a few she favors and fondles, riding them high on the bubbles of fortune; then with a sudden breath she blows the bubbles out and laughs mockingly as she watches them fall. ↗

— James Weldon Johnson

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In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

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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

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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

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

— Don Herold

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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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