I love New York on summer afternoons when everyone’s away. There’s something very sensuous about it – overripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands.
New York Quotes
Each man reads his own meaning into New York.
I like New York in June, How about you? I like a Gershwin tune, How about you? I love a fireside when a storm is due. How about you? I like potato chips, moonlight and motor trips, How about you?
New York is too strenuous for me; it gets on my nerves.
East side, west side, all around the town, The tots sand “Ring-arosie,” “London Bridge is falling down”; Boys and girls together, me and Mamie Rorke Tripped the light fantastic On the sidewalks of New York.
The state bird of New York is the Jaywalk.
I love short trips to New York; to me it is the finest three-day town on earth.
Sometimes, from beyond the skyscrapers, the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia, and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island.
Yesterday, I lay awake in the palm of the night. A fine rain stole in, unhelped by any breeze, And when I saw the silver glaze on the windows, I started with A, with Ackerman, as it happened, Then Baxter and Calabro, Davis and Eberling, names falling into place As droplets fell through the dark. […]
Never let the poor and destitute emigrant stop at New York – it will be his ruin.
