“The great city is that which has the greatest man or woman: if it be a few ragged huts, it is still the greatest city in the whole world.”

I and this mystery, here we stand.

The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him – it cannot fail.

These are the days that must happen to you.

The road to wisdom is paved with excess. The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?

The art of art is simplicity.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars.

The truth is simple. If it was complicated, everyone would understand it.

A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking.

The habit of giving only enhances the desire to give.

Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams.

I hear and behold God in every object, yet understand God not in the least.

The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing – you.

There is no God any more divine than Yourself.

When one reaches out to help another he touches the face of God.

Resist much, obey little.

In the City of God there will be a great thunder, Two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb, The third big war will begin when the big city is burning.

Near the gates and within two cities there will be scourges the like of which was never seen: famine within plague, people put out by steel, crying to the great immortal God for relief.

Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.

Los Angeles: Seventy-two suburbs in search of a city.

The city lights will always lead me back to you.

A Mediterranean city is really my culture.

Always good to see the city win.