In the Big City a man will disappear with the suddenness and completeness of the flame of a candle that is blown out.

Greenwich Village... the village of low rents and high arts.

In the Big City a man will disappear with the suddenness and completeness of the flame of a candle that is blown out.

Each of us, when our day's work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.

[A]ll of life, as we know it, moves in little, unavailing circles. More justly than to anything else, it can be likened to the game of baseball. Crack! we hit the ball, and away we go. If we earn a run (in life we call it success) we get back to the home plate and sit upon a bench. If we are thrown out, we walk back to the home plate -- and sit upon a bench.

It ain't the roads we take; it's what's inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.

In dress, habits, manners, provincialism, routine and narrowness, he acquired that charming insolence, that irritating completeness, that sophisticated crassness, that overbalanced poise that makes the Manhattan gentleman so delightfully small in its greatness.