New York City Quotes
As long as you’re breathing, it’s never too late to reconnect with a long-held love.
If you’ve broken any promises you’ve made to yourself, now is the time to make up for it.
You might find me cleverly clad, in black on black, at 28th and 7th Ave.
Meantime the Newspaper of Record goes around in a little pleated skirt shaking pompoms, leaping in the air with an idiot grin if so much as a cement mixer passes by.
Meanwhile the temperature is getting hotter and hotter so no one can think clearly. No one perceives. No one cares. Insane madness come out like life is a terrific party.
I visit you in my dreams and you talk to me in songs. Each sentence is a bridge taking me closer to the city that you are.
He clearly suffers from some past traumas too, so hopefully he'll understand why I was untruthful to him about mine.
Adding to my emotional dizziness on Sunday, I spoke with my sister, who kept noting how amazing Michael is, and what a brave and selfless man he is for having helped as he did.
My past still haunts me when I sleep, although I saw that - much to my surprise- his does as well.
A few minutes later, my eyes began to feel a bit droopy, but I vaguely noticed that Anissa was whispering something.
The lead-up to the moment was magical in every respect, but a part of me was, and still is, uneasy about the whole thing for many reasons.
The danger of prolonged despair is its tendency to cloud the gift of a new beginning that every tomorrow offers. --Anissa's Redemption
Funny thing about love, ain’t it? Sometimes it saves you and sometimes, like right then, even love isn’t enough.
She now saw that she wanted a boy to do more than follow her in blind devotion. She wanted a boy to challenge her, to tell her about things she'd never thought of, to show her new points of view.
Man with goatee. Man who looked like a Beatle. All the Beatles at once. Woman wearing newspaper hat. I'd grown used to how weird New Yorkers were, and I could fit them into types.
If everyone in New York took sides over these petty, insignificant arguments, no one would have any friends at all.
When I returned to New York, it had already changed. I always wished things could just remain.
The first gang members who joined the military were known as the Hounds, a group of former New York gang members.
Even the worst things about Devonairre Street are better than the rest of the city.
Perhaps all love stories no matter how varied are essentially the same.
And although he recognized that tenderness was not the same as passion, and certainly not equivalent to love, for now it seemed to him a suitable substitute.
Was she happy? She thought – yes, reasonably so. Then again, what was happiness but the vast terrain between ecstasy and agony? Was this too small an ambition?
Once you break someone’s heart, you are forever its master.
Nothing felt better to him than the act of waiting for her. As long as he believed it wasn’t in vain, he was able to justify his presence.
It was almost as if she had willed him into existence, into standing before her at the precise moment she was willing to accommodate him, arriving not a minute too early or too late.
Most people surrendered fairy tale hopes in exchange for cookie cutter lives
His fierce appreciation of female beauty, the unrelenting desire he felt for their company, the pleasure he both derived and sought to give, had led him in and out of quite a few bedroom doors.
Forgiving himself came easy to him. His, he'd come to realize, was a forgiving nature.
Have you ever experienced a beauty of soul, an esthetic grace, that was so intense it made you want to cry?"From Central Park Song ( A Screenplay )
I have forgiven Sonora. I have forgiven New York, forsaken the recursion of history. But I do not yet know how to forgive myself.
You cannot keep something down that is bound to rise.
Sometimes people do misguided things for the most honorable of reasons.
You are an exceedingly beautiful mystery, one that intrigues me and one that I plan to solve.
He had an overwhelming urge to take possession of her lips, silencing any mention of another man’s name.
I wish I knew how to get you back. And apparently fate won't let me give up"From Central Park Song: a Screenplay
How did pretty little Anna go from Westchester suburb brat to New York hooker? Now that’s a story.
Everything good in New York used to be something awful, I guess.""And everything awful used to be something good.
I want to feel like I'm making a difference in this world. And I want some time for living rather than just working. Life is for living, isn't it? It can't be all just for working
New York City, city of exaggerations. Place of Herculean ascensions and perilous falls.
She can go places we cannot, associate with people we cannot, understand things about society types and women that we never can. (Why Mr. Burke hires Violet Strange.)
Setting that little girl loose in her society would be like putting a fox in with the chickens. (Violet Strange's detective boss.)
It's not how long you see something. It's how you intensely you feel it"From Central Park Song: a Screenplay