Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth, nor blest abode
But the hope, the burning hope, and the read more

Friends and loves we have none, nor wealth, nor blest abode
But the hope, the burning hope, and the road, the lonely road.
Not for us are content, and quiet, and peace of mind,
For we go seeking cities that we shall never find.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.

If you're going to San Francisco, Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

If you're going to San Francisco, Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair

Great Homer's birthplace seven rival cities claim,
Too mighty such monopoly of Fame.

Great Homer's birthplace seven rival cities claim,
Too mighty such monopoly of Fame.

That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
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That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
In heaps and piles of ruin.

He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it
built of marble.
[Lat., Urbem lateritiam read more

He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it
built of marble.
[Lat., Urbem lateritiam accepit, mamoream relinquit.]

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.

No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of read more

No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of a dying style:
A village like an instinct left to rust,
Composed around the echo of a pistol-shot.