Loiter in the neighborhood of a problem. After a while a solution strolls by.
When immigrants go into the worse neighborhood and they fix it up, they should become citizens.
I think when every household in almost every neighborhood can produce what it needs without going through the market, we're going to undergo a huge change in the elevation of the community to the center of the city, and the elimination of the factory.
We've got a lot of relations with countries in our neighborhood.
I live in a blue-collar neighborhood, and if anyone knows what I do for a living, they don't seem to care.
I don't wanna just be remembered for the funniest guy in my neighborhood.
I still don't know how to drive. I don't go anywhere, really. My brother drives me. I walk around my neighborhood but I don't go anywhere, nor do I want to.
One of the best things I found out about Detroit is that bears have started returning to the city. When bears are gentrifying your neighborhood and opening Thai restaurants, that's a poor neighborhood.
When Allen Ginsberg was still alive, he was was an artist, but he was very local. He was just another wing-nut in the neighborhood and he was very accessible. You'd see him in Tompkins Square Park or in the local delicatessen, in one of the greasy spoon restaurants on First Avenue or a Chinese restaurant.
I don't know about you, but in my neighborhood, they just opened a Starbucks... IN A STARBUCKS!!!
I was the freak who moved into the nice neighborhood.
I'm from my hood, and everybody knows me in my neighborhood, and that's cool, I can do what I want over there, but in other people's neighborhoods, I can't.
When I'm in my neighborhood, I don't see anything anymore, because I'm so used to it. When I go somewhere else, suddenly, I'm alive. I'm on alert, and I can be fresh.
Maximum Rocknroll didn't have a map section. How was I supposed to know that Berkeley was not a neighborhood of San Francisco?
In Chicago, integrated neighborhoods do not stay integrated for long.
your mind is like an unsafe neighborhood; don't go there alone.
You had to be tough in our neighborhood.
In the '80s, you couldn't walk in the neighborhood without looking back to see if anyone was following you. You had your key in your hand before you got to your apartment and you'd rush in so you didn't have to stop.
