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City Quotes (page 23)

I'm sure you won't dream of trying to escape from your obligations by fleeing the city...' 'I assure you the thought never even crossed my mind, lord.' 'Indeed? Then if I were you I'd sue my face for slander. Terry Prachett
I never rebel so much against France as not to regard Paris with a friendly eye; she has had my heart since my childhood.... I love her tenderly, even to her warts and her spots. I am French only by this great city: the glory of France, and one of the noblest ornaments of the world. Michel de Montaigne
Charles Baudelaire quote: "The old Paris is no more (the form of a city changes faster,..."
The old Paris is no more (the form of a city changes faster, alas! than a mortal's heart). Charles Baudelaire
Bugs would eat the wax. Chaw the old canvas. And one day there will be a mutation, and we will have new ones that can digest concrete, dissolve steel and suck up the acid puddles, fatten on magic plastics, lick their slow way through glass. Then the cities will tumble and man will be chased back into the sea from which he came... John D. MacDonald
Franz Kafka quote: "I was heading for the city in the south, of which they used to..."
I was heading for the city in the south, of which they used to say in our village: Franz Kafka
Louis L'Amour quote: "To live in a city, one must be larger than one's environment..."
To live in a city, one must be larger than one's environment or enjoy belonging to the crowd. Louis L'Amour
Rainer Maria Rilke quote: "So this is where people come to live; I would have thought it..."
So this is where people come to live; I would have thought it is a city to die in. Rainer Maria Rilke
As far as I'm concerned, baldness is the male breast cancer, only much worse because almost everyone gets it. True, it's not life-threatening. Just social-life threatening. But in New York City, there is no difference. Augusten Burroughs
Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you - even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition. Neil Gaiman
...You people don't know what the truth is! It's there, just under their bullshit, but you never look! That's what I hate most about this fucking city-- LIES ARE NEWS AND TRUTH IS OBSOLETE! Warren Ellis
If you were close enough to her ruby-red lips you would hear her say, 'I will rise now and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek the one I love.' She is whispering that, and she whispers, 'By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth. My beloved is mine and I am his. Neil Gaiman
I had read a Tale of Two Cities and found it up to my standards as a romantic novel. She opened the first page and I heard poetry for the first time in my life...her voice slid in and curved down trough and over the words. She was nearly singing. Maya Angelou
all the city was playing with this sound out there in the blue summer dark, throwing it up and calling it back, promising that, in a little while, life would be beautiful as a story, promising happiness, and by that promise giving it F. Scott Fitzgerald
Henry B. Adams quote: "[General Grant] seriously remarked to a particularly bright..."
[General Grant] seriously remarked to a particularly bright young woman that Venice would be a fine city if it were drained. Henry B. Adams
The subtlest change in New York is something people don't speak much about but that is in everyone's mind. The city, for the first time in its long history, is destructible. A single flight of planes no bigger than a wedge of geese can quickly end this island fantasy, burn the towers, crumble the bridges, turn the underground passages into lethal chambers, cremate the millions. The intimation of mortality is part of New York now: in the sound of jets overhead, in the black headlines of the... E. B. White

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