New York's a big playground. I have a bike, and I'm really into just being outside. Especially in the summertime.
People who live in SoHo want to be close to the energy, culture, and eccentricities of New York's most charming neighborhoods.
Bill: Thank God. I die a true American.
Bill: He was the only man I ever killed worth remembering.
Bill: Anything in your pockets? Jenny: I ain't started working yet.
Bill: Don't mind him. He used to be an Irishman.
Boss Tweed: We're burying a lot of votes tonight.
Adele Lack: Everyone is disappointing the more you know them.
The beautiful thing about New York is, you have to expose yourself to other people the minute you step outside the door. There is no choice. And I love that.
Love is a source of anxiety until it is source of boredom; only friendship feeds the spirit. Love raises great expectations in us that it never satisfies; the hopes based on friendship are milder and in the present, and they exist only because they'v...
What did I discover during my solo—besides learning to unwrap my energy bar ahead of time? That you ask yourself a lot of questions when you're alone on a bike for that long. One question more than others: Why the heck am I doing this? When I was d...
I tried to imagine how things could get much worse. The gods were in the Midwest fighting a huge monster that had almost defeated them once before. Poseidon was under siege and losing a war against the sea Titan Oceanus. Kronos was still out there so...
There is no hard and fast line that can be drawn that says: Up to here there was no love; from here on there is now love. Love is a gradual thing, it may take a moment, a month, or a year to come on, and in each two its gradations are different. With...
We weren't born yesterday. We are from [New York]. But we are also from somewhere else. We are from Oz, from the Looking-Glass Land, from Narnia, and from Middle Earth. If with part of ourselves we are men and women of the world and share the sad unb...
Some three or four years before this Dr. Sloper had moved his household gods up town, as they say in New York. He had been living ever since his marriage in an edifice of red brick, with granite copings and an enormous fanlight over the door, standin...
Dr. Egon Spengler: [about the storage facility] Wow, its getting crowded in there and these readings point to something big on the horizon. Winston Zeddemore: What do you mean big? Dr. Egon Spengler: Well, [shows a twinkie] Dr. Egon Spengler: let's s...
[first lines] C.C. Baxter: [narrating] On November 1st, 1959, the population of New York City was 8,042,783. If you laid all these people end to end, figuring an average height of five feet six and a half inches, they would reach from Times Square to...
Lizzy: [talking to Lyla on the phone] Lyla? Lyla Novacek: I'm in New York Lizzy: What are you doing in New York Lyla Novacek: It's strange, I've always felt that he was alive. I mean, used to lay in bed at night and I swear I could hear him. I swear ...
Not every winged Creature is considered a bird or a bat. Some wings are made of magic. - Raani York – 2013 -
Saying you liked all music meant that you didn't love any.
Endings are the embryos of new beginnings.
