| |  | | | | | | | | | | | | | Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world. | | Frank Lloyd Wright | | | Hollywood is a place where people from Iowa mistake each other for stars. | | Fred Allen | | | Hollywood is like life, you face it with the sum total of your equipment. | | Joan Crawford | | | Hollywood is where they shoot too many pictures and not enough actors. | | Walter Winchell | | | I give you Chicago. It is not London and Harvard. It is not Paris and buttermilk. It is American in every chitling and sparerib. It is alive from snout to tail. | | Henry Louis Mencken | | | I have just returned from Boston. It is the only sane thing to do if you find yourself up there. | | Fred Allen | | | I have struck a city - a real city - and they call it Chicago... I urgently desire never to see it again. It is inhabited by savages. | | Rudyard Kipling | | | I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining. | | Groucho Marx | | | Los Angeles is a large city-like area surrounding the Beverly Hills Hotel | | Fran Lebowitz | | | New York... is a city of geometric heights, a petrified desert of grids and lattices, an inferno of greenish abstraction under a flat sky, a real Metropolis from which man is absent by his very accumulation. | | Roland Barthes | | | The City of New York is like an enormous citadel, a modern Carcassonne. Walking between the magnificent skyscrapers one feels the presence on the fringe of a howling, raging mob, a mob with empty bellies, a mob unshaven and in rags. | | Henry Miller | | | The crowds in the big towns, with their mild, knobby faces, their bad teeth and gentle manners solid breakfasts and gloomy Sundays, smoky towns and winding roads, green fields and red pillar boxes. | | George Orwell | | | The siren south is well enough, but New York, at the beginning of March, is a hoyden we would not care to miss-a drafty wench, her temperature up and down, full of bold promises and dust in the eye. | | E. B. White | | | When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford | | Samuel Johnson | | | You can take all the sincerity in Hollywood and place it in the navel of a fruit fly, and still have room left for three caraway seeds and an agent's heart | | Fred Allen | | | | | Quotes: 1 - 16 of 16 | Pages: 1 | | | |
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