I ♥ NY

Lower Manhattan From Bay Ridge

A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning. The city is like poetry: it compresses all life, all races and breeds, into a small island and adds music and the accompaniment of internal engines.

New York is nothing like Paris; it is nothing like London; and it is not Spokane multiplied by sixty, or Detroit multiplied by four. It is the loftiest of cities… It is a miracle that New York works at all.

~E.B. White Here Is New York

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~ by ann on September 11, 2007.

 
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