{"quotes":[{"text":"THE LUXE IS . . .Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn.Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions.White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups.This is Manhattan in 1899.","author":"Anna Godbersen","tags":["boys","luxe","manhattan","party","pretty-girls","scandals","secrets","white-lies"],"id":11840,"author_id":"Anna+Godbersen"},{"text":"Manhattan was a no-man's land, empty, an unofficial demilitarized zone between Partials and the human survivors. No one was supposed to be here, not because it was forbidden but because it was dangerous. If something happened to you out here, either side could get you, and neither side could protect you.","author":"Dan Wells","tags":["danger","manhattan","new-york-city"],"id":63032,"author_id":"Dan+Wells"},{"text":"It was a brave city, she decided, eyeing them. Brave in its other sense; not courageous, so much as outstanding, commanding. It was too nice a town to die in. Though it had no honeysuckle vines and no balconies and no guitars, it was meant for love. For living and for love, and the two were inseparable; one didn't come without the other.('Too Nice A Day To Die').","author":"Cornell Woolrich","tags":["living","love","manhattan","new-york-city","nyc"],"id":79621,"author_id":"Cornell+Woolrich"},{"text":"[H]e could see the island of Manhattan off to the left. The towers were jammed together so tightly, he could feel the mass and stupendous weight.Just think of the millions, from all over the globe, who yearned to be on that island, in those towers, in those narrow streets! There it was, the Rome, the Paris, the London of the twentieth century, the city of ambition, the dense magnetic rock, the irresistible destination of all those who insist on being where things are happening-and he was among the victors!","author":"Tom Wolfe","tags":["1980s","buildings","density","dreams","island","manhattan","new-york","new-york-city","paris","power","rome","skyscrapers","towers","victor"],"id":87373,"author_id":"Tom+Wolfe"},{"text":"Then, one sunny September morning, the illusion of a personal God that I tried so hard to believe in, exploded over the skies of Manhattan. Even as the ashes and ruin of this horrific act of blind faith settled over New York, Washington and Pennsylvania, I watched people across the country scrambling to that same irrational altar for their answers. In the fierce storm of emotion that rolled across this country, one realization rose to the surface of my mind with blinding clarity: certainly this mechanism of unassailable blind faith is one of the greatest risks mankind faces today.","author":"Nathan Phelps","tags":["america","blind-faith","fred-phelps","harm","irrationality","leaving-faith","leaving-religion","leaving-westboro-baptist-church","manhattan","new-york","pennsylvania","religious-harm","september-11","september-11-terrorist-attacks","terrorism","washington","westboro-baptist-church"],"id":97407,"author_id":"Nathan+Phelps"},{"text":"What is more dramatic, even romantic, than the tumbled towers of lower Manhattan, rising suddenly to the clouds like a magic castle girdled by water? Its very touch of jumbled jaggedness, its towering-sided canyons, are its magnificence.","author":"Jane Jacobs","tags":["city","manhattan","nyc","romantic","towers","water"],"id":116205,"author_id":"Jane+Jacobs"},{"text":"You might find me cleverly clad, in black on black, at 28th and 7th Ave.","author":"Jonathan P. Lamas","tags":["late-nights","manhattan","new-york","new-york-city"],"id":139048,"author_id":"Jonathan+P.+Lamas"},{"text":"Look at us. We build giant highways and murderously fast cars for killing each other and committing suicide. Instead of bomb shelters we construct gigantic frail glass buildings all over Manhattan at Ground Zero, a thousand feet high, open to the sky, life a woman undressing before an intruder and provoking him to rape her. We ring Russia's borders with missile-launching pads, and then scream that she's threatening us. In all history there's never been a more lurid mass example of the sadist-masochist expression of the thanatos instinct than the present conduct of the United States. The Nazis by comparison were Eagle Scouts.","author":"Herman Wouk","tags":["cities","death","ground-zero","manhattan","modernity","sadism","thanatos-instinct","united-states"],"id":139619,"author_id":"Herman+Wouk"},{"text":"When I think of New York City, I think of all the girls, the Jewish girls, the Italian girls, the Irish, Polack, Chinese, German, Negro, Spanish, Russian girls, all on parade in the city. I don't know whether it's something special with me or whether every man in the city walks around with the same feeling inside him, but I feel as though I'm at a picnic in this city. I like to sit near the women in the theaters, the famous beauties who've taken six hours to get ready and look it. And the young girls at the football games, with the red cheeks, and when the warm weather comes, the girls in their summer dresses . . .","author":"Irwin Shaw","tags":["dresses","girls","male-female-relationships","manhattan","marriage","new-york-city","summer"],"id":190094,"author_id":"Irwin+Shaw"},{"text":"Slowly, even though I thought it would never happen, New York lost its charm for me. I remember arriving in the city for the first time, passing with my parents through the First World's Club bouncers at Immigration, getting into a massive cab that didn't have a moment to waste, and falling in love as soon as we shot onto the bridge and I saw Manhattan rise up through the looks of parental terror reflected in the window. I lost my virginity in New York, twice (the second one wanted to believe he was the first so badly). I had my mind blown open by the combination of a liberal arts education and a drug-popping international crowd. I became tough. I had fun. I learned so much.But now New York was starting to feel empty, a great party that had gone on too long and was showing no sign of ending soon. I had a headache, and I was tired. I'd danced enough. I wanted a quiet conversation with someone who knew what load-shedding was.","author":"Mohsin Hamid","tags":["conversation","drugs","empty","headache","immigration","liberal-arts","load-shedding","manhattan","new-york","party","tired"],"id":193172,"author_id":"Mohsin+Hamid"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":25,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}