I Have A Memory Like An Elephant.

The World Of Manhattan Is Small And Tightly Knit, And The Man On Top Retains A Certain Humility. He Knows How Far And Fast He Can Fall By Looking At The Guy Across The Street. The View From The $250,000 Apartment Covers A Lot Of Ground, Most Of It Condemned.

God! I Loove This City!

I Sometimes Worry About My Short Attention Span, But Not For Long.

Logic Is No Answer To Passion.

A City Is Not Gauged By Its Length And Width, But By The Broadness Of Its Vision And The Height Of Its Dreams.