...you can hate a place with all your heart and soul and still be homesick for it. — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I’m not going to stand for it any longer," said Mr. Flood. "I’m going to put my foot down. All I want in this… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“My grandfather used to like the word 'mitigate,'" Harry said. "He liked the sound of it, and he used it whenever he could. When… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“When things get too much for me, I put a wild-flower book and a couple of sandwiches in my pockets and go down to… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
The best talk is artless, the talk of people trying to reassure or comfort themselves, women in the sun, grouped around baby carriages, talking… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
I never felt at home. I stuck outIn New York City, especially in Greenwich Village, down among the cranks and the misfits and the… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
Also, I had not yet found out about time; I was still under the illusion that I had plenty of time - time for… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
My dad was a cotton buyer and cotton buyers always considered themselves superior to the rest of the world. — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“It is perhaps an ugly comment on the American press, but the function of the interviewer on most newspapers is to entertain, not to… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
All information of a spiritual or personal nature will have to come from our father, who art in heaven, and I think he's in… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“When Gould arrives at a party, people who have never seen him before usually take one look at him and edge away. Before the… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Gould is a night wanderer, and he has put down descriptions of dreadful things he has seen on dark New York streets – descriptions,… — Joseph Mitchell Copy Share Image
