Just two days in Manhattan and you find yourself looking for a place to wash your handkerchief after you wipe your forehead and it comes away black. Is there a dirtier or more fascinating city anywhere in the land? The answer to both parts of the question has to be positively negative.

I have a memory like an elephant. I remember every elephant I've ever met.

A city is not gauged by its length and width, but by the broadness of its vision and the height of its dreams.

A city is a state - of mind, of taste, of opportunity. A city is a marketplace - where ideas are traded, opinions clash and eternal conflict may produce eternal truths.

I sometimes worry about my short attention span, but not for long.

The precise location of heaven on earth has never been established but it may very well be right here

God! I loove this city!