A city isn’t a check list of sites; it’s a labyrinth of wonders.

A city is a pastry shop a short stroll from a bed.

Our insanity lies in building up a city for centuries and bombing it to pieces in a single season.

It’s a pity to shun a city; its an effrontery to shun the country.

The county is a miracle, the city a miracle worker.

A park puts the country in the city.

Clothes don’t really make the man, and buildings don’t define the city.

Get high; see the cities from the sky.

There are two ways to make a neighborhood beautiful: theme the buildings; fill them with diversity.

You can take the man out of the city, but you can’t take the city out of the man.

Cities remind us that our identities are unique, and collective.

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