3 December 2012

Traveling to almost every corner of the earth, there’s no place I crave more at the end of the day than Manhattan.  I am sure those that live in New York City can empathize with the constant pondering of why we choose to live here, but what’s even more of a daunting question, where else could we possibly live?   

“There are roughly three New Yorks.

There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and turbulence as natural and inevitable.

Second, there is the New York of the commuter—the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night.

Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these three trembling cities the greatest is the last—the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high-strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.”

E.B.White, Here is New York.

featured image by Jessica Durrant, print available here.



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