New York is a sucked orange.
New York Quotes
For most visitors to Manhattan, both foreign and domestic, New York is the Shrine of the Good Time. “I don’t see how you stand it,” they often say to the native New Yorker who has been sitting up past his bedtime for a week in an attempt to tire his guest out. “It’s all right […]
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.
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.
