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The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.
The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.
A tranquil city of good laws, fine architecture, and clean streets is like a classroom of obedient dullards, or a read more
A tranquil city of good laws, fine architecture, and clean streets is like a classroom of obedient dullards, or a field of gelded bulls - whereas a city of anarchy is a city of promise
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
Far from gay cities, and the ways of men.
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life read more
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford
A rose-red city half as old as Time.
A rose-red city half as old as Time.
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.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
A great city is not to be confounded with a populous one.
A great city is not to be confounded with a populous one.
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.
