This was probably more worthy of a 300th
post, but I was so excited the other day about the flurries. So here is what I
learned from an advertisement for a church. Weird, right? They quoted well
though.
“There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New
York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and
accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is
the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day
and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was
born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
“Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives
give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.”
— E.B. White, Here is New York
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| RESTLESSNESS. |
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| SOLIDITY. |
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| CONTINUITY. |
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| PASSION. |
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