Brooklyn Quotes - Page 2

I grew up in Brooklyn.

And," Amber said, practically drooling as she ogled him, "it's tradition for new arrivals to help with the pep rally." Brooklyn quirked her lips in doubt. "Tradition?" "It's a new tradition," Amber shot back. "Clearly the deeper meaning of the word has escaped you.

I think of myself as a girl from Brooklyn.

I grew up to the sound of live music in our Brooklyn household.

Who knows how to make love stay? Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half.

After a subsequent interview at Brooklyn Poly, I was hired, and life as a fully independent researcher began.

When I was 15 years old, or 16, I carried around on the streets of Brooklyn a paperback copy of Plato's Republic, front cover facing outward. I had read only some of it and understood less, but I was excited by it and knew it was something wonderful.

I'm from Brooklyn. I grew up very poor- seven people, four rooms. My dad had no education.

My net worth, that net works. Keep my shooters out in Brooklyn where the Nets work.

I am happy everywhere except in places where I see glitz and rich farts. I am happiest in Brooklyn, where the concentration of rich farts is minimal.

I have some Russian friends. But probably only 10 percent. I don't hang out usually in the big Russian communities in Brooklyn and New Jersey.

I'm just a simple kid from Brooklyn who landed into the most enchanted lifestyle imaginable.

An egg cream can do anything. An egg cream to a Brooklyn Jew is like water to an Arab. A Jew will kill for an egg cream. It's the Jewish malmsey.

At all events there is in Brooklyn something that makes me feel at home.

I wish I had an invisible plane to take me home to Brooklyn, and I wouldn't have to ride the subway.

Even though I grew up as a Sephardic Jew in Brooklyn where we ate Syrian food and went to temple, it was still America.

I was raised in Brooklyn, and I lived there for 59 years.

I admit I keep a clichéd ironic distance with many things in the world, but Brooklyn is not one of them.

I've lived most of my life in Manhattan, but as close as Brooklyn is to Manhattan, there are people who live there who have been to Manhattan maybe once or twice.

It's a coffee cup." She could hear the irritation in her own voice. "I know it's a coffee cup." "I can't wait till you draw something really complicated, like the Brooklyn Bridge or a lobster. You'll probably send me a singing telegram.

The Brooklyn Dodgers had a no hitter last night.

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?

I read Betty Smith's "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn," all of Shirley Jackson's books, which I loved.

Brooklyn's good. Brooklyn's funky. Brooklyn's happening.

Only the dead know Brooklyn.