Jonathan Swift made a soul for the gentlemen of this city by hating his neighbor as himself.
Selected Poems and Four PlaysParis is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.
The Shadow of the WindThe city was asleep, and the bookshop felt like a boat adrift in a sea of silence and shadows.
The Shadow of the WindNarrow the focus, take the ascent one step at a time, and it's amazing what odds a man can beat.
The Tainted CityI didn't die, and that's the point. Doesn't matter how close you come if you walk away whole.
The Tainted CityHow does it feel to be seven thousand years old?" "That depends." "On what?" "On how I want to feel.
Permutation CityPractically every guy is the perfect guy the first night, so why ever bother with a second?
The Painting of Porcupine CityWhen you looked out my window you could see the whole city crouched under a blanket of car smog.
UnderdogKids with roofs and hot food have better things to do than play survival of the thuggiest.
The Walled City