At the end of my life, I have achieved belated fame and recognition in the city of my birth.

I consider myself Istanbul’s storyteller. My subject matter is my town. I consider it my job to explore the hidden patterns of my city’s clandestine corners, its shady, mysterious places, the things I love.

Well, in Japan, I have got a group of musicians that I have worked with a lot, that concentrate just on the hardcore stuff, say, that Naked City has been working on. We have like...

Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the...

What is the purpose of a city if not to grant the greatest of gifts, anonymity?

It is strange being in a crowd where no one knows your face or cares for your purpose. In Lykos, I would have been jostled by men I’d grown up with, run across girls I’d...

There open up, deep inside a city, reflected streets, streets which are double, make-believe streets. One’s imagination, bewitched and misled, creates illusory maps of the apparently familiar districts, maps in which the streets have their...

I don’t even like to talk about this business about an ethnic and racial balancing act. I think it’s a bunch of hokum. What people are concerned about is who is going to help this...

Rio’s a beautiful city, a vibrant place, special place.

You have all these people in the city and everything has become centralized. If you live outside the city and you need a birth certificate or some official paper from the government, you have to...

That weekend the city blushed with a great heat wave but on Monday it rained, cooling the ache in the street’s burn.

I belong here, I tell Toy. I’m hungry for every city block. Every brick building. Every crowded intersection. Electric. I feel brand new.

You must be very proud; the whole city crowded with your lovers.

This whole thing about winning and losing is muddy waters. But I can remember, as a young actor, just walking around this city and not being able to get arrested.

As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We’ve still been running in the mornings, but the city’s different...

It is as though the practices organizing a bustling city were characterized by [city practitioners’, everyday citizens’] blindness. The neworks of these moving, intersecting writings compose a manifold story that has neither author nor spectator,...

This city will be chocolate at the end of the day. This city will be a majority-African-American city. It’s the way God wants it to be. You can’t have New Orleans no other way.

Well-lit streets discourage sin, but don’t overdo it.

We leave to monsieur Le Corbusier his style that suits factories as well as it does hospitals. And the prisons of the future: is he not already building churches? I do not know what this...

Los Angeles can be a really sad city.

We’ll start to forget a place once we left it

Washington is the only city in the world where you can go to a black-tie dinner and there at the foot of the table is a television set up to catch a press conference.

The city blew the windows of my brain wide open. But being in a place so bright, fast and brilliant made you vertiginous with possibility: it didn’t necessarily help you grasp those possibilities. I still...

Cities also believe they are the work of the mind or of chance, but neither the one nor the other suffices to hold up their walls. You take delight not in a city’s seven or...

Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowdAs herds of bellowing buses drive byLove’s anguish tightens your throatAs if you were never to be loved againIf you lived in the old days...

Fiorello LaGuardia saved City Center. The real man saved it, and he made this building into a performing arts venue.

The effect hip-hop had on me was enormous. I was exposed to it by happenstance. My father worked at a radio station in New York called WKTU Disco 92. It was the first radio station...

There is no presence of American infidels in the city of Baghdad.

I waited in vain for someone like me to stand up and say that the only thing those of us who don’t believe in god have to believe is in other people and that New...

A Mediterranean city is really my culture.

In the province of Quebec where I come from, we speak French, and the only cosmopolitan city is Montreal. Every time we tackle the subject of immigration and racial tension, it’s an issue that concerns...

…the assessment of psychological drift, that is the way in which an undirected pedestrian tends to move about in a particular quarter of the town, tending to establish natural connections between places, the zones of...

We need a real tent city in the heart of Moscow.

The key to truly rebuilding our central city on a vital and sustainable foundation is people.

In photographs taken from the sky, cities resembled circuit boards. It was no surprise, really, that there were sparky misfirings, dangerous connections. Even traffic, Alice concluded, set up a kind of static in the air,...

One of the professors told me last week that he feels bad teaching with the way the economy is now. ‘What’s the point?’ he said. ‘Kids aren’t getting jobs.’ You never hear faculty talk that...

Whoever is born in New York is ill-equipped to deal with any other city: all other cities seem, at best, a mistake, and, at worst, a fraud. No other city is so spitefully incoherent. Whereas...

It is my trade,” he said. “I work for the bean family, and every day there are deaths among the beans, mostly from thirst. They shrivel and die, they go blind in their one black...

A city is not an accident but the result of coherent visions and aims.

I want to describe the psychological state of the people in a certain city.

For their holidays: the rich go see the world; the poor go see their parents.

Monfleury est en vente, je perds cinquante mille francs, s’il le faut, mais je suis tout joyeux, je quitte cet enfer d’hypocrisie et de tracasseries. Je vais chercher la solitude et la paix champêtre au...

I love driving in the city at night.

Do you remember the long orphanage of the train stationsWe crossed cities that turn-tabled all dayAnd vomited at night the sunshine of the day (“The Voyager”)

In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.

Chicago is seriously my favorite city in the country. People have roots here, which is nice. When you go to Los Angeles, no one is actually from Los Angeles.

In Rio, 1.4 million of the 6.3 million people live in favelas, or slums. They are all over the city, but favelas are not always a problem – sometimes they can be a solution, if...

There seems to be a different Chicago around every street corner, behind every bar, and within every apartment, two-flat, cottage, or bungalow. City of immigrants or city of heartless plutocrats, say what you will, Chicago...

Isn’t that better?

This muck heaves and palpitates. It is multi-directional and has a mayor.