Streets Quote by William Gibson Download Open image “The street finds its own uses for things.” — William Gibson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Streets Use
The meaning of the Street in all ways and at all times is the need for sharing life with others and the search for… — Virginia Hamilton Copy Share Image
...frequent streets and short blocks are valuable because of the fabric of intricate cross-use that they permit among the users of a city neighbouhood. — Jane Jacobs Copy Share Image
“Ah,' said the journalist, 'so the entire thing is your own invention. I thought it was true because you gave the name of the… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“A city street equipped to handle strangers, and to make a safety asset, in itself, our of the presence of strangers, as the streets… — Jane Jacobs Copy Share Image
Like any place in Reality, the Street is subject to development. Developers can build their own small streets feeding off of the main one.… — Neal Stephenson Copy Share Image
It always amazes me to think that every house on every street is full of so many stories; so many triumphs and tragedies, and… — Glenn Close Copy Share Image
When shopping was still connected to the street it was also an intensification and articulation of the street. Now it has become utterly independent… — Rem Koolhaas Copy Share Image
“There's a sameness to streetlife. On every world I've ever been, the same underlying patterns play out, flaunt and vaunt, buy and sell, like… — Richard K. Morgan Copy Share Image
Even the poorest street is rich with people on it and even the richest street is poor without people on it! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
We have so much work to do to meet the challenges of people living on our streets. But every day we are out there… — London Breed Copy Share Image
“We have no idea, now, of who or what the inhabitants of our future might be. In that sense, we have no future. Not… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
For me, the melancholy of the late XXth Century is walking late at night by the Mont Blanc pen store and seeing these things… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“No," said Blackwell, "she won't, because that would be a violation of the very personal terms I will have established in our conversation. That's… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“Music was strange that way though; there were people into any damned thing, it seemed like, and if you got enough of them together… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
When I start writing a new imaginary future, I have no idea what it is. The characters arrive first. They help me figure out… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Hollis thought he looked like William Burroughs, minus the bohemian substrate (or perhaps the methadone). Like someone who'd be invited quail shooting with the… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Fiction is an illusion wrought with many small, conventionally symbolic marks, triggering visions in the minds of others — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I don't generate a storyline and then fill it out in the course of writing. The story actually generates in the course of the… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“What happened to your arm?" she asked me one night in the Gentleman Loser, the three of us drinking at a small table in… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“In Heathrow a vast chunk of memory detached itself from a blank bowl of airport sky and fell on him. He vomited into a… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
From Augustine down, theologians have tried to compel people to accept their special interpretation of the Scripture, and the tortures of the inquisition, the… — Matilda Joslyn Gage Copy Share Image
When you walk down the street of Kabul your values for life changes, they do change. — Marco Pierre White Copy Share Image
A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around.… — Paul Simon Copy Share Image
I would have done well as a gypsy child, I think. A circus baby. I coulda played a great street urchin or ragamuffin. Or… — Natasha Lyonne Copy Share Image
Here comes old Rosie she's looking mighty fine, here comes hot Nancy she's steppin' right on time. There go the street lights bringing on… — Bob Seger Copy Share Image
I started off playing by ear, and being around a bunch of musicians and playing in the streets and in the different parades and,… — Troy Andrews Copy Share Image
It was a nephilim.” “A nephi-what?” asked Hugh, startled. “Isn’t that a character on Sesame Street?” Peter spoke up for the first time. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
In France they spend six months training policemen, then they give them a gun and put them on the streets, and I don't know… — Mathieu Kassovitz Copy Share Image
A great read; an exciting, frightening account of organized crime today. But like all important works of nonfiction, it goes further… This book is… — Le Ly Hayslip Copy Share Image
Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills.… — Cesare Pavese Copy Share Image
