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Sibylle’s Favorite Quotes About New York
November 29, 2016 9:15 am
Last Updated: November 29, 2016 9:15 am
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New York, New York! As Iman said once, “New York is not a city. It’s a world!” An amazing place, always in motion, with a vibrant and uplifting energy—and filled with a positive spirit where everything seems, and is indeed, possible. It’s the quintessence of cosmopolitism and where so many cultures respect each other and live in harmony together. A place like no other where you can reinvent yourself as the image of the city. The true capital of media, of the arts, entertainment, and philanthropy. There is no place else like New York. A city that can be difficult, too—imagine its winter—and where people work very hard to pursue their dreams. But Frank Sinatra was right: “If I can make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere. It’s up to you, New York, New York!”
Practically everybody in New York has half a mind to write a book – and does.
There is something in the New York air that makes sleep useless.
Things always change and New York teaches you that.
I go to Paris, I go to London, I go to Rome, and I always say, “There’s no place like New York.” It’s the most exciting city in the world now. That’s the way it is. That’s it.
New York is the whole world in one city. Just look at the people, every culture, the diversity and all the great neighborhoods. It’s all here.
No place epitomizes the American experience and the American spirit more than New York City.
Like the United Nations, there is something inspirational about New York as a great melting pot of different cultures and traditions. And if this is the city that never sleeps, the United Nations works tirelessly, around the clock around the world.
My favorite thing about New York is the people, because I think they’re misunderstood. I don’t think people realize how kind New York people are.
New York has romanced me unlike anything else.
When I moved to New York, I bought Vogue instead of dinner. I just felt it fed me more.
One belongs to New York instantly. One belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years.
Make your mark in New York and you are a made man.
A hundred times have I thought New York is a catastrophe, and fifty times: It is a beautiful catastrophe.
When you leave New York, you are astonished at how clean the rest of the world is. Clean is not enough.
Once you have lived in New York and made it your home, no place else is good enough.
New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there’s nothing you can’t do, now you’re in New York, these streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you. Let’s hear it for New York, New York, New York.
I get out of the taxi and it’s the only city which in reality looks better than on the postcards, New York.
He adored New York City. He idolized it all out of proportion… No, make that: he romanticized it all out of proportion. Yes. To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.
The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and beauty in the world.
New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.
I regret profoundly that I was not an American and not born in Greenwich Village. It might be dying, and there might be a lot of dirt in the air you breathe, but this is where it’s happening.
The glamour of it all! New York! America!
One’s life and passion may be elsewhere, but New York is where you prove if what you think in theory makes sense in life.
New York ladies all look immaculate.
I can’t with any conscience argue for New York with anyone. It’s like Calcutta. But I love the city in an emotional, irrational way, like loving your mother or your father even though they’re a drunk or a thief. I’ve loved the city my whole life—to me, it’s like a great woman.
I love New York, even though it isn’t mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street or a house, something, anyway, that belongs to me because I belong to it.
When I’m back in New York – and this is a terrible thing to complain about – I eat a lot more really, really good food than perhaps I’d like to. So many of my friends are really good chefs. It’s kind of like being in the Mafia.
In New York, they like winners. They don’t like second place.
You haven’t lived until you died in New York.
Sibylle Eschapasse is from Paris and now lives in Manhattan. She is a journalist and a contributing writer to various publications. Sibylle is also the author of a children’s book, “Argy Boy a New York Dog Tale.” She may be reached at [email protected]