#cities

Technological considerations are of great importance to architecture and cities in the informational society. ↗

— Kenzo Tange

#cities #considerations #great #importance #informational

There's no unemployment in squatter cities. Everyone works. One-sixth of humanity is there. It's soon going to be more than that. ↗

— Stewart Brand

#everyone #going #humanity #more #soon

Some places will, however, be left behind. Not every city will succeed, because not every city has been adept at adapting to the age of information, in which ideas are the ultimate creator of wealth. ↗

— Edward Glaeser

#economics #ideas #age

The immense cities lie basking on the beaches of the continent like whales that have taken to the land. ↗

— Arnold J. Toynbee

#cities #continent #immense #land #lie

For those who are lost, there will always be cities that feel like home. ↗

— Simon Van Booy

#beauty

The faintness of the voice was pitiable and dreadful. It was not the faintness of physical weakness, thought confinement and hard fare no doubt had their part in it. Its deplorable peculiarity was, that it was the faintness of solitude and disuse. It was like the last feeble echo of a sound made long and long ago. So enirely had it lost the and resonance of the human voice, that it affected the senses like a once beautiful colour faded away into a poor weak stain. So sunken and suppressed it was, that it was like a voice underground, So expressive it was, of a hopeless and lost creature, that a famished traveller, wearied out by lonely wandering in a wilderness, would have remembered home and friends in such a tone before lying down to die ↗

— Charles Dickens

#beauty

I really love this city. It’s so very beautiful. It’s so multidimensional.People say it has a darkness and a decadence, which it tries to hide; they say it’s full of the pretentious and opulent trying to strangle the dark reality. But that’s true for most of the other great cities too. . . . There is a soul here . . . and that soul is as pure as the heat of the sun that shines down on it and the rain that falls to purify it. ↗

— Umair Naeem

#karachi #beauty

Whenever I happen to be in a city of any size, I marvel that riots do not break out everyday: Massacres, unspeakable carnage, a doomsday chaos. How can so many human beings coexist in a space so confined without hating each other to death? ↗

— Emil Cioran

#cities #hate #riots #death

Mahlia… understood Doctor Mahfouz and his blind rush into the village. He wasn’t trying to change them. He wasn’t trying to save anyone. He was just trying to not be part of the sickness. Mahlia had thought he was stupid for walking straight into death, but now, as she lay against the pillar, she saw it differently. She thought she’d been surviving. She thought that she’d been fighting for herself. But all she’d done was create more killing, and in the end it had all led to this moment, where they bargained with a demon … not for their lives, but for their souls” (p. 403) ↗

— Paolo Bacigalupi

#war #change

I'm convinced that most men don't know what they believe, rather, they only know what they wish to believe. How many people blame God for man's atrocities, but wouldn't dream of imprisoning a mother for her son's crime? ↗

— Criss Jami

#apologetics #atrocities #belief #bias #biases