I even gave up, for a while, stopping by the window of the room to look out at the lights and deep, illuminated streets. That’s a form of dying, that losing contact with the city like that.

Just as language no longer has anything in common with the thing it names, so the movements of most of the people who live in cities have lost their connection with the earth; they hang, as it were, in the air, hover in all directions, and find no place where they can settle.

By the blessing of the upright the city is exalted, but it is overthrown by the mouth of the wicked.

Does anybody really want to attend to cities other than to flee, fleece, privatize, butcher, or decimate them?

Great cities must ever be centers of light and darkness, the home of the best and the worst of our race, holding within themselves the highest talent for good and evil.

The life of the city never lets you go, nor do you ever want it to.

The more men are massed together, the more corrupt they become. Disease and vice are the sure results of overcrowded cities.

We must consider that we shall be a city upon a hill. The eyes of all people are upon us, so that if we deal falsely with our God in this work we have undertaken, and so cause Him to withdraw His present help from us, we shall be made a story and a byword through the world.

Any city, however small, is in fact divided into two, one the city of the poor, the other of the rich; these are at war with one another.

The seeds of civilization are in every culture, but it is city life that brings them to fruition.

I have never felt salvation in nature. I love cities above all.

Cities are the abyss of the human species.

Often an entire city has suffered because of an evil man.