I like New York in the spring and in the fall. It's one of the best cities to walk that I've ever been in.
I had my boy in Boston on Easter Sunday. That kills me, from a sports perspective. He's a Boston baby and I'm a New York guy.
I really feel that New York City is the greatest city in the world.
I'm a native New Yorker. Everything to do with New York feels like my family.
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.
Most Sunday magazines, with the New York Times as an exception, are kind of sleepy, weekend service vehicles to move living room products.
New York is a city of conversations overheard, of people at the next restaurant table (micrometers away) checking your watch, of people reading the stories in your newspaper on the subway train.
I'd like to decide who comes here. I'd like to be the admissions director of New York.
New York is the thing that seduced me. New York is the thing that formed me. New York is the thing that deformed me. New York is the thing that perverted me. New York is the thing that converted me. And New York is the thing that I love too.
Paris-New York, the two high tension magnetic poles between life, life of the senses, of the spirit in Paris, and life in action in New York.
There's something so romantic about being broke in New York. You gotta do it. You have to live there once without any money, and then you have to live there when you have money. Let me tell you, of the two, the latter is far better.
It's good (Michelle Malkin's) in D. C. and I'm in New York. I'd spit on her if I saw her.
I don't shoot guns. I don't know how to do that. I grew Upstate New York, so I fought with my fists.
London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful.
It find it funny how people from Boston and New York hate each other because of pro teams.
If you're bored in New York, it's your own fault.
New York is nearly a grave. The Empire State Building is its gravestone.
Plenty of crazy people in New York. There are so many crazy people here, I think it's like one out of every one person is completely out of their mind.
Wake up muscles we're in New York now.
My parents were children during the Great Depression of the 1930s, and it scarred them. Especially my father, who saw destitution in his Brooklyn, New York neighborhood; adults standing in so called 'bread lines,' children begging in the streets.