Patience and Grit

Grand Central Terminal

"Mass hysteria is a terrible force, yet New Yorkers always seem to escape it by some tiny margin: they sit in stalled subways without claustrophobia, they extricate themselves from panic situations by some lucky wisecrack, they meet confusion and congestion with patience and grit--a sort of perpetual muddling through."

E.B. White, Here is New York

Sense of Neighborhood

Tudor City

"So complete is each neighborhood, and so strong the sense of neighborhood, that many a New Yorker spends a lifetime within the confines of an area smaller than a country village. Let him walk two blocks from his corner and he is in a strange land and will feel uneasy till he gets back."
E.B. White, Here is New York

Midsummer

Coney Island

"New York lay stretched in midsummer languor under her trees in her thinnest dress, idly and beautifully to the eyes of her lover."
E.B. White, Poems and Sketches of E.B. White

Beginning of March

"New York, at the beginning of March, is a hoyden we would not care to miss—a drafty wench, her temperature up and down, full of bold promises and dust in the eye."
E.B. White, Writings from the New Yorker