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He stepped to the window and pointed to the skyscrapers of the city. He said that we had to extinguish the lights of the world, and when we would see the lights of New York go out, we would know that our job was done. ↗

— Ayn Rand

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You could grow up in the city where history was made and still miss it all. ↗

— Jonathan Lethem

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Once you have lived in New York and made it your home, no place else is good enough ↗

— John Steinbeck

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Sometimes, from beyond the skycrapers, the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia, and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island. ↗

— Albert Camus

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New York is the only city in the world where you can get run down on the sidewalk by a pedestrian. ↗

— Russell Baker

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When its 100 degrees in New York, it's 72 in Los Angeles. When its 30 degrees in New York, in Los Angeles it's still 72. However, there are 6 million interesting people in New York, and only 72 in Los Angeles. ↗

— Neil Simon

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Back and forth from Brooklyn to Manhattan. New York at night, from its bridges, is a miracle. When I first came to the city, it took all my fantasies and set them on fire, turned them into flickering constellations of light. Then it did the same with my history. As a dark speck of energy hurtling over the water toward that galaxy, I felt myself disappear. Relative to the image of infinity I was nothing, a clump of quantum matter skidding through the ether. It was as good as any drug. ↗

— Melissa Febos

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new york provides not only a continuing excitation but also a spectacle that is continuing. ↗

— E.B. White

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Manhattan is an accumulation of possible disasters that never happen. ↗

— Edward I. Koch

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Ever since, New York has existed for me simultaneously as a map to be learned and a place to aspire too--a city of things and a city of signs, the place I actually am and the place I would like to be even when I am here. As a kid, I grasped that the skyline was a sign that could be, so to speak, relocated to New Jersey--a kind of abstract, receding Vision whose meaning would always be "out of reach," not a concrete thing signifying "here you are." Even when we are established here, New York still seems a place we aspire to. Its life is one thing--streets and hot dogs and brusqueness--and its symbols, the lights across the way, the beckoning skyline, are another. We go on being inspired even when we're most exasperated. ↗

— Adam Gopnik

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